Milo stood at attention, even as he saw Maria approaching him. He didn't show any excitement on his face, but he was filled with it as he saw his Captain. "Captain Trinan, it's nice to see you." Milo replied, keeping his iron visage despite his emotions. Milo relaxed his attentive state, as he focused on Maria. "I don't trust him." Milo said abruptly, and in a hushed tone, so only Maria and himself could hear, "The man was wearing spiked knuckles when he walked off the boat." Milo added. It then hit Milo that he had allowed the armed man to walk into the Marshal's office. Milo froze for a moment, before turning around, and reaching for the knob, but stopping a second before grabbing it. Sweat built up on Milo, and a horrified look came over his face. He had messed up on the job. He had only one thing to do, and he managed to screw it all up. Milo's hand was still frozen, mid-reach to the door.