Richard caught and held Casper's gaze, not breaking it or backing down in the least. He had been a ground soldier like him for awhile, he knew what these types were like. In a lot of ways he still considered himself to be one. He knew he had size, weight, and muscle on the one, but his friend was a bit of a different story. He also knew, from experience, that just because you were bigger didn't necessarily mean you'd win. But that was all beside the point.  after all he wasn't planning on fighting these guys, was he? 

As he watched the exchange he bit his cigar a little harder. "Richard, recently transfered to be a Viper pilot." he answered. His demeanor stayed ridged, he wouldn't berrelaxing as long as they were here.