Much as he was used to communicating in violence to get through to the more aggressive members of their little community, he didn't particularly prefer it and starting things off with a fight would likely give a worse impression of the world Bull has found himself in than anything else. As it was, it wasn't ideal, but then, Aden had learned that very few situations in life either were.
And in the grand scheme of things, knife was a relatively tame form of communication with a Sith on the verge of striking before asking any questions.
Knife kept the Sith in line and kept his otherworldly acquaintance from losing any limbs to weaponry and powers that the agent was quite sure he wasn't prepared to face given that their previous interactions had led Aden to believe that the Iron Bull's home wasn't quite so teched out as was common in his particular pocket of dimension or universe or however it would be best to put it.
"Command, yes," He said, tone equally dry, keeping any comment about commanding what often felt like a gang of violently inclined toddlers to himself- leading him away from the elevator that led up into the Alliance base and instead toward his parked ship that stood glinting in the sunlight, as he thought it best to avoid any crowds for the moment. The Phantom would likely not bring the other man any comfort in surroundings given that it would likely evoke thoughts of the train more so than anything else, but at least it was quiet and would give them a chance to talk without any curious onlookers.
While there were people who should be informed, and yet others who should have their movement and access to information restricted just in case, that could wait.
He headed up the ramp to the ship once they reached it, the metal doors sliding open to allow them access to the ship's interior, "It's a bit narrow until you get into the main hold."
Aden supposed it really was a bit like the train in that regard, though at least this would only be a brief stay until they'd gotten to have a necessary chat. And probably a drink.
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Much as he was used to communicating in violence to get through to the more aggressive members of their little community, he didn't particularly prefer it and starting things off with a fight would likely give a worse impression of the world Bull has found himself in than anything else. As it was, it wasn't ideal, but then, Aden had learned that very few situations in life either were.
And in the grand scheme of things, knife was a relatively tame form of communication with a Sith on the verge of striking before asking any questions.
Knife kept the Sith in line and kept his otherworldly acquaintance from losing any limbs to weaponry and powers that the agent was quite sure he wasn't prepared to face given that their previous interactions had led Aden to believe that the Iron Bull's home wasn't quite so teched out as was common in his particular pocket of dimension or universe or however it would be best to put it.
"Command, yes," He said, tone equally dry, keeping any comment about commanding what often felt like a gang of violently inclined toddlers to himself- leading him away from the elevator that led up into the Alliance base and instead toward his parked ship that stood glinting in the sunlight, as he thought it best to avoid any crowds for the moment. The Phantom would likely not bring the other man any comfort in surroundings given that it would likely evoke thoughts of the train more so than anything else, but at least it was quiet and would give them a chance to talk without any curious onlookers.
While there were people who should be informed, and yet others who should have their movement and access to information restricted just in case, that could wait.
He headed up the ramp to the ship once they reached it, the metal doors sliding open to allow them access to the ship's interior, "It's a bit narrow until you get into the main hold."
Aden supposed it really was a bit like the train in that regard, though at least this would only be a brief stay until they'd gotten to have a necessary chat. And probably a drink.