When Samantha and Holly intervened, Dr. Biermann found himself somehow relaxing further and growing more tense at the same time. Relaxing because at least [i]one[/i] of the documentary team pair had some [i]sense[/i] and because with Holly's interjection, he wasn't left saying the wrong thing to Mr. Moon and only escalating the situation further. He was a smart man, of course, and knew his way out of such confrontation, both by word and by fist; he, himself, preferred word more often than not, but things became unpredictable when dealing with someone so...[i]emotional[/i]...
The tension came in the form of worry at the call bringing him back to the tent. Nothing sounded good when it was urgent...
Reordering his thoughts, the doctor shifted his weight, no longer looking at the documentarian as he spoke before leaving, "There, see? Nothing to worry over. Everything works out in the end, one way or another. Now if you'll excuse me, I best be making myself more useful," and with that, he was gone, stiffly scurrying toward the tent from which he was called. There was a light smug feeling he felt, at his final words to the younger man, feeling somewhat clever at his light retouching on what started the whole mess between him and Jae-Seong.


With the doctor hurrying off, Jae-Seong let out a heavy huff and muttered something about the man being a 'self-righteous dick', but he began to relax at least, though that had honestly started at the initial touch of his partner and friend. Her words seemed to make it through to him, as the idea of accomplishing something so unconventional filled him with a bit of not just inspiration, but determination as well. Surely, to complete a film of the like, under their circumstances, and survive to have its premiere...surely such would make even more of a name for them ─ even more of a name for [i]him[/i] ─ than every other documentary he had produced to that point combined.
With a nod of approval on his partner's suggestion, Jae-Seong turned to Holly and said, "Good work," it wasn't a thank you, but it was as close as he'd ever get to the words without being sarcastic, "Shit like that?" he gestured vaguely, "That's why I need you," and with that, he smiled, even laughed a little, "Let's start getting things set up, I've got some ideas now and I wanna make sure we've got enough to work with."


It didn't take long for Heineken to reach the tent he was called to, and he hurried in past the nurse, immediately going over to a station with sanitizer to "wash" his hands so he'd be ready for whatever it was he was needed for. His stiff step was becoming more pronounced, but he acted as though there was nothing wrong as he simply spoke toward Samatha without actually looking at her, "No heavy explanations," he told her, "Spark-notes, go."