Everything that came out of the Saurian's mouth was different to every other paranormal Angus had known or even heard of. These were probably the closest creatures they had to human soldiers, in more ways than one it seemed. Even Luc was raising an eyebrow at the Saurian, and though showing more with distrust than curiosity, he couldn't quite hide his surprise either.

"That's certainly not what I was expecting," Angus replied slowly, before leaning back in his seat and thinking hard. He managed to give one last comment to Draco before they landed, "If you answer correctly, you'll probably not be tortured, but I think I'll have some questions for you m'self." Angus looked at the floor of the dropship and chewed on the inside of his cheek, "I'll see if I can get to ya before the researchers do, might be I stop them from cuttin' you open, yeah?"

[i]"Don't let him lay eggs in your brain,"[/i] Luc quipped.

Angus gave Luc a slightly annoyed glance, but nothing else. Luc had his own problems right now.

Once they touched down, Luc spoke to no one. His unusual silence hung over him as he handed in his equipment and waited for debriefing. He wouldn't stick around for any longer than he had to before leaving to try and find Anya.

Angus was in a similar situation, but was more open to talking. The reason he was eager to leave was to try and convince the interrogators not to torture Draco, and hopefully to refrain from killing and dissecting the creature. They had enough bodies to cut open from the fight anyway. It at all possible, Angus wanted to get more answers out of Draco and find out for himself what exactly was going on.

While descending the ramp, Angus gave a quick few words to Burkley. "I know they just downed one of our men, sir, but I 'ave a feelin' that somethin' bigger is going on with these Saurians. If they're mercs, that means they 'ave their own price."