Blackburn stood there, both amused and a bit scared from the hostility going on between fellow Spartans. He didn't understand why Eryx was such an asshole. Was he just a heartless soldier? Was he hiding something deep within? Was he overcompensating for a small gun? Blackburn had no idea what the hell was up with him, but he didn't dare question it. He stood there silently watching the chain of events leading up to Eryx almost fighting another Spartan. He couldn't lie, he'd love to see Eryx fight someone. Possibly get some sense knocked into him too. But he knew that most likely wouldn't happen.