Stukov noted the way that Smiles looked at him, and he returned the look with an almost impassive looking stare. Thank the Emperor for the shades he picked up and the rebreather, he thought, because he doubted that the look he would have had on his face having that kind of death stare given to him would have been less then flattering. But he couldn't say he was surprised that she mentioned Daemons were involved. It couldn't have just been some thugs or cultists, full blown Daemons haunted his every turn it seemed. But he did mutter under his breath as he moved down the long flight of stairs, following Adrianne down the stairwell in the process. He was thankful it was stairs and not ladders, not that tiring affair again. [color=9e0b0f]"Daemons, it always has to be daemons, doesn't it?"[/color] One could get tired of being up to his eyeballs in daemons, even if they were typically better to fight than Dark Eldar in his opinion, as strange as that was to think.

Following Smiles out into the back of some cafe or another, he looked over the area as he attempted to pick out their illustrious boss. Stukov was used to having to sift through crowds of fighting, angry and chaotic forces, so one would think that someplace as peaceful as this would be far easier. But he didn't seem to have any luck at the moment when Smiles mentioned the boarding being good for his combat skill against the Daemons. The Armsman winced slightly at the statement, remembering the far too many dead men and women who paid the blood price to save the ship and what was left of her crew. That was not a price he wanted to pay for experience in fighting against the Daemonic forces that opposed the Imperium of Man, and he mentioned as much lowly, his tone hard to decipher through the rebreather, but less jovial it was. [color=9e0b0f]"Good for combat skill Smiles, not good for three quarters of that crew who died repelling the boarders. And I don't see Boss from here..."[/color]

Stukov had almost forgotten her mind reader thing she had going, and it was unnerving considering he did not discuss that boarding lightly, nor take the memory of those lost underway in vein. When the Steel Legion sergeant stepped in, he kept quiet and let the more experienced soldier take over organizing the group. Better than his solution to sweeping an area, which was the same way that was preferred by the Naval Armsman. Cordon it off and form a line, checking every nook and cranny. Wasn't always an option, but as he finished describing the plan the Armsman did nod, his communicator fed through his mask at the moment. The Armageddon veteran got a nickname based on his given role in this plan, which would probably stick regardless of the situation, just like Adrianne got Smiles. [color=9e0b0f]"Better plan then not having one at all Watchman, way I figure. What do you say, Smiles, shall we do a bit of sweep and clear?"[/color]