Mako entered his own room, which was just as, if not, even emptier than Vex's. He sat down on the bed and placed both hands on his helmet. The hissing sound of air escaping the suit could be heard as he pulled of the helmet and set it down beside him. He put his hand on his forehead and let out a sigh. Sure, he had put himself in a tight situation betraying his original client, but now, there was a chance. A chance for him to go back home, and he was prepared to do anything to make that happen.