Kurt was quite, baffled, by the lack of stricter organisation rules when it came to quarters and the likes, though he took it as just normal procedures. When the officer because irate with the NCR woman, Kurt was not terrified by the least...not because he underestimated the man, but because he was already so accustomed to commanding officers being so unwavering in their resolve - especially when it came to punishment of the incompetent or otherwise disloyal in anyway.

Taking in the last of the officer's aggressive warnings and wisdom about the Anarchy group, Kurt looked around the at the other members of the team that, he assumed, would be working alongside him. The tinkerer seemed like a half decent fellow, though he seemed to be lacking in suitable discipline and seemed to be somewhat unhinged he may well prove to be useful. The NCR woman seemed, competent, Kurt hadn't really chance to judge her just yet. Though the sight of the super mutant instantly put him even more in edge, super mutants were quite a large issue further south in the populated areas of what remained of Old World Texas, even after the death of their leadership some years ago. He was most certainly building extra trenches inside his room after that...

Steeling himself, Kurt walked without falter in perfect military fashion to what he had picked out to be his quarters. The insides were, drab, and sparsely furnished, but it was more than enough to live with.

Now to figure how much barbed wire was needed to fortify the place.