Frank switched focus from the fleeing mercenary to one of the Valkrie's crewmembers.
He noticed the crewmember lower his weapon, probably in a sign of good grace...not that that left Frank any less suspicious, but it kept him from reloading the launcher and forcing a response.
Taking a step forward, Frank searched his memory for the files he had memorized, and matched the crewmembers face with the name Tom Ulrich.
"Hello...it seems you and your lads got yourselves into a tight spot....not a good habit on Omega. I felt a need to help a fellow off-worlder."
He slung the grenade launcher over a shoulder, retracting it to its small tubular shape.
you very much
If a tree would fall in the woods.....would the other trees laugh at it?