Jackson put a hand on both Jax's knife hand and Saffrons' sidearm holster, motioning for them to stop. "[color=00a651]Calm down, both of you. I won't have the first injury here in the briefing room, m'kay? We're a team now, remember?[/color]" Jackson attempted to defuse the tense situation. Teamwork would be what would make or break them, and distrust between them would surely be the death of them. He was just glad he could heal minor wounds without any tools, using his nanites. If the two did attack each other, he could at least heal them, like he said he would. [i][color=00a651]Let's just hope it doesn't get to that.[/color][/i]