Shaking his head to demonstrate that he had understood, DX began to follow after the hulking thing after grabbing his gun. The man before him is quite intimidate. But, DX had saw many other bulking juggernauts die on the battlefield. So unless this guy is smarter, the poor thing should just prepared to get his corpse eaten by the native birds or burned alive by the rebels scum. The time that he serve for the battle had killed his eagerness and youth, replaced by something cool and adamant. So DX learn his way to shut, and he intend to use it all along this trip to the command room.