Choice

"You should have consulted me first," Randall scolded, his crossed arms highlighting his stern stance.

"The situation didn't allow it," Khan responded.

"Both of you had long-distance communication devices," Randall argued.

"And no time to use them," Khan added. "Give it up. It's done."

Randall couldn't argue any longer. He also agreed with Khan and knew his place in the mission. Rebuking the soldiers fighting on the field was simply out of line for someone in the safety of the ship. Besides, Randall could see the positive sides, and his eyes slowly moved toward the issue's core.

Three figures stood outside the ship's doors. Amy had her arms behind her back, smiling while holding back giggles. Khan was at her side, seemingly distracted by his mind and uncaring about the issue. Still, neither could claim Randall's attention. He only had eyes for the Scalqa, calmly waiting for additional orders.