Rennac scanned through each piece of debris that he found on the ground, looking at the grass leading away for any disturbance to indicate if Varus had gotten up and ran somewhere. When Jack spoke up it did at least catch him by surprise. "Worked in Black Ops for the last half of my career before the whole virus thing came up. After being asked to make viruses for finding dissidents and rebels before paying a rather unfriendly visit to their entire families they considered me an expert in the field. Not to mention being trusted to keep my trap shut after being the equivalent of one of the Alliance's wetwork operatives for years. The Dawn was one of the ships that were listed to get the first upgrade. I figured it was time I get out of the wetwork business for the Alliance." The wolfen was rather bitter when he spoke but none of it was toward Jackdaw. It was all focused on those who had him kill off entire families just because they were related to some nutjob or another, or worse some political opponent. His melancholy was cut off by that weird ass whale call of a roar from Ryder. Facepalming he turned back to look at the lizard. "Keep it down, if Varus is injured having LESS attention would mean we could get him out of her more safely." He knew Jackdaw would be pissed, mentally preparing for more strife within the group.