‘Interesting response, though it was without deviation from my statement. Wonder if that was intentional?’ Miziren thought when Marcus responded in kind. Instead of walking away, he took some time to throw his poncho back on. “Noted. Both very valuable assets indeed. A background in mechanics and a background in smithing. I myself shouldn’t be much of a burden in either regards, not that they would be too enervating of tasks for either of you to perform.” It didn’t sound like Miziren had a trace of venom in his voice, finally turning to acknowledge the group as a whole. Dusting himself off, he looked to Solar as she attempted to don the helmet. He didn’t say anything during the entire time, simply watching her attempt to put the thing on.
After staring at her blankly for some time, Miziren continued on with just as even and casual of a tone as he’d been using just prior. “The skills and experience most relevant to this group that I possess are in navigation, botany, geology, advanced mathematics, chemistry, hunting, scrounging and scavenging, surveying, operating ground-craft, tactical assessment, and advanced dust applications. It goes without saying that since this is an advanced combat academy, we should all be capable in that regards…” Miziren looked around to the numerous other students gathered around in the main hall, his gaze ending on Solar. “…perhaps to different extents.”