Arsenio rested his chin on the table among the scattered Jenga pieces and grabbed his head in mild annoyance while Mizawa gave his spiel. Arsenio just considered himself lucky that all he was getting was another lecture and not GG withdrawal round two. But ultimately, he understood where Mizawa was coming from; Mizawa was a man of ability, ability that he had demonstrated to achieve his position. However he needed to keep demonstrating that ability to those that judged his performance, and a great deal of Mizawa's performance hinged on Arsenio's ability and performance. Arsenio knew what it was like to be hindered by others, whenever he had to do group operations with 'normals' they slowed him down. Well, Arsenio wasn't a 'normal' and he'd be damned if he slowed anyone down. "I understand, sir." Arsenio said quietly. he said no more, anything else he added would be but an excuse, and this wasn't the time for excuses. Perhaps Mizawa might feel the simple sincerity in those words, but even if he didn't, the words weren't important. All that mattered, all that would ever matter, was ability, and the demonstration of ability.

An OMNI guard came to the door, "Dr. Mizawa, ORB military is planning to gather all those who piloted the prototypes during the last skirmish for an interrogation, do we comply?"