Magtok shrugs.

"I don't really have a stake in this battle. If Ilpholin somehow wins, she wins, and I'll be there to make sure she does a good job of things, keep the . If she loses, she loses, and I'll be there to make sure we get a good follow-up operation moving. Presumably she'll want to prove herself to the Council somehow or something, I dunno. Or maybe we'll go get ice cream and make snide remarks about the other representatives as we bemoan our losses."

The cyborg nonchalant expression twists into a silly grin.

"Also, I totally did thinly veiled insults. Remember the bit about reminding people of the beacon thingy? Definitely insulting."