The lizard smirked a little, a hand on the ladder, the other reaching up into the cockpit. "If that's the way you wish it, then so be it," he said in a tone sounding of expectation. He knew how the regulars would respond, because he knew none would know or recognise him. "Aha," he said to himself as he finally stopped digging around in the side-compartment of the cockpit, pulling maybe three or four pieces of paper, handing them to the officer. "Before you do condemn me entirely, please, remember who sacrificed their ship and damn-near their lives for men and women they had never met, as well as Katz himself. You think I'm pulling your leg? Ask him yourself," he said in a flat, unimpressed tone. Rather than waiting for a response however, he climbed into his vessel and began the launch sequence - the ship shutting tight as he prematurely activated his shielding systems and contacted dock control for clearance. Upon inspection it would seem the papers outlined the Bremen operation, and his role in 'Heavy fire support', as well as a series of images showing the destruction of a Rheinland cruiser and, later on, the warship that took them head on. As well as this, the last page contained a copy of an old Coalition Visa signed to 'X' for the purposes of quick briefing for further military operations. Soon enough, the Sabre would be clear of the cruiser, disappearing into the shroud of space from whence it came.
