boot and he shrugs off all of the talk about pants as he works. He looks over at Damon and he says, "Scorpia is frakked which is why we need to hit back." He stops brushing his boot as he looks up at Damon, "How many of those metal bastards do you think are out there anyway?" Barney eventually emerges from his bunk. Ok, so it wasn't really that long, but the change is almost miraculous. Hell, he looks partially awake, for one. Secondly, he's in nice, clean offduties, And third... No, that was it. The 'being awake' thing is a huge change all on it's own, though. Hopping down, there's the obvious bulge of that tin in a side pocket, and it's tapped once with a hand once his feet are on the floor as a double-check. "Couple of million, probably." Deadpan, all said. As an afterthought, his arm reaches in to his bunk, grabbing the dirty and stained outfit from the small stint planetside. "I'll be in the laundry. S2 stops by, tell her I said 'OH GODS IT'S IN MY SHOOOOOOES.'" ... "That exact tone." "More than us." Damon replies, pulling on a pair of sweatpants to sleep in. Barefooted, he moves to grab an ashtray from the center table, bringing it back to his bunk. Smirking softly at Barbabas' typical manner, he nods his head. "Will do, Sarge." Damon says to the man as he seats himself again, watching Dell. "Nice and full of hate, huh?"