"If what you're saying is true...then you have my sympathies for your lost comrades. I have only mine and the thought of Earth being gone...it makes me ill. Such unwarranted mass slaughter not even ZAFT would stoop that low...I...I need time to consider what you've brought to my attention. However I will not apologize since it seems that you're no different in the bare essentials than any coordinators are. Earth may be gone for you but it changed nothing people still act like garbage which only reinforces my loyalty to my planet and home despite what atrocities it has brought to the forefront both man and nature made alike." Jason commented calmly and smoothly as he turned around in his chair. "I don't know you and I don't know what you've done or been through and Paul is a soldier under my command. If you seek to teach him as I said learn about him and find out about his past. If his heart allows it to then maybe you can but as for the moment my good soldier you are an unknown and I'm taking you at face value. You've submitted yourself to me and thus I will do my best to mold you into a better man but you must earn your place here in this unknown world. Newtypes...coordinators....pure humans....it means nothing to me in the end. It's the man who makes the man not his genes. His actions and his life will be shown in the face of his deeds and he will be judged by his fellows accordingly. That's how I believe things SHOULD go and I am not one to admire some almighty being either." Jason responded as he sighed, "I have no 'scientists' pick your brain over just one very crude doctor who get's the job done and I doubt he very much would care to do so. If he was curious he would have talked to Paul many years prior to this. Very well I will once again say it: You are dismissed from this Room Conscript Gabriel have a nice nap or whatever it is you intend to do." Jason added in at the end. As he sat there in the cold room around him he wondered....where was he at exactly? Was he in some sort of simulation? Was this all some sort of ZAFT trick? Or was this something more substantial behind this? Regardless he wondered what exactly he was going to do now...despite having a core of highly skilled soldiers he was also burdened with a handful of trainees whom had been put on board the ship as filler for other soldiers who earned their break. Now....he was not out of his element exactly but he was certainly not prepared for this. If it wasn't for the fact that this ship was meant for long journeys into space and had a massive stockpile of food, ammo, and a decent chunk of medicine then he wasn't sure what he'd do. Rationing....it would demoralize the crew but he'd make sure they understood...and then there was the fact that he had an unexperienced youth, or at least he believed her to be, as a ship hand on the bridge...of all the times for Donna to be missing....Jason grunted and then stood up. "Well I can't simply keep the crew waiting they need a captain...."