Curtis walks forward to where the patch lay on the table. He looks at sunny his eyes communicating more from the old veteran than his mouth ever would. His eyes return to the patch as he slowly picks it up. "You know I am only good for two zings. Zooting people and yelling. I vill not take zis badge too lead ze chapter I vill take it to make sure zat it has a home to go back too. Zis badge rightly belongs to ze man whos blood and sweat rise from it. Frank zould not take our debate so personally." He finishes as he leaves the room after Frank.