Rennac rubbed the back of his neck in discomfort, not liking the tension rising in the air. He didn't like how an elite team were at eachother's throats and simply inched away toward where he would be heading anyway to search for Varus. To be honest he was slowly getting to be disappointed with this group, considering they could barely even form a plan without fighting amongst themselves. He was strongly considering transferring back to Black ops at the moment, knowing they at least knew to get their shit together. Sure, he would still do the job and maybe get their trust, but to be brutally honest he wasn't going to rely on them until they actually started to act like the elite team they were supposed to be.