[He sounds tired; since their return to the Transport Pad in the wake of massive stupidity, he's barely been in their dorm pod for more than an hour or two.]

Oriko... [Heavy breath in, out.] I just got--messages. Dead Initiative member messages.

[The sound of fabric moving, then, more quietly.] Let's hope this mutiny served its purpose, shall we? [He's not exactly hopeful.] Though I dunno how much I trust everyone, under the circumstances. [It's not a nice feeling, to not know who the hell is nursing ideas like armed mutiny at the worst possible timing.]