Nic silently sunk into the couch as John blew up, He didn't understand what was wrong with John, on Nic's planet battle is so common that it isn't even seen as an act of aggression, simply a task that requires completion, it was difficult to tell that Nic came from a planet where the warriors were so proficient it was as if they were born to fight and in a way that is absolutely true. "I am needing to complete tasks" Nic says standing up and fussing with his wrist mounted computer, its sent the pod that held his suit a message to direct itself to the workshop where he met up with it and mounted it on the repair stand "What did the mean man do to my beautiful suit?" He cooed at the suit, it wasn't too bad but it definitely needed a bit of work