Zaccar had remained silent, he had been ahead of the talkative group of freelancers but now was stuck with them in the same elevator. He didn't join in there conversation, opting to remain silent. He stayed in the back of the elevator as they tried to figure out what button lead to the floor with the mess hall. He knew little of these other freelancers and at the moment didn't so much as care to learn much else about them, he wasn't entirely sure what to make of them really yet, unlike when he had been a part of a team as an ODST. Though it started the same, him not wishing to interact all that much, he had grown to think of them as nearly family, brothers really. Unfortunately they had died while he had survived but stubbornness and his rash nature of not following orders always.