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[h2][color=004d00]Matthew Moss[/color][/h2]
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Matt was trying to seem like he was stoic as the flew to the moon. He hoped he would never take something like this for granted like Raynor was. Part of the reason he had left civilian life was the desire to see new things and here they were looking at something no one else on earth, to his knowledge, had ever seen. 

Matt did give a concerned glance to Cass. He felt a friendship was developing with her since the movies. But he felt it wouldn't have mattered who on the team was sick. They were his team now. He nodded at Tinley's instructions. 

Matt was amazed as well that he was going to meet what equated to his ancestors. Biting back that nervousness that came from that idea he stood. [color=004d00]"Even as a Brit I never paid much to the royal family. Hope these guys don't decide I need to declare loyalty to them just cause I'm some distant cousin."[/color]