"[b]That's Captain Drake to you, [i]Mr. Piggybank[/i], and I'll change whatever I goddamn please.[/b]" Drake said, his ego only able to take so much after the day's fairly significant bruising. He still saw Colorado as a crew-mate under his command, regardless of his current position in the criminal hierarchy, and met the Agent's gaze with his own blue eyes. After Colorado diverted his attention, he grinned easily, showing that he was at least half-joking, and then addressed Sawyer's proposition, "[b]Sounds like a plan Aaron. Cheaper than black market resale, that's for sure. I'll look over the schematics, then see if I can outsource the construction from a friend or two. I'm cool with unorthodox as long as she flies, but I was born and raised flying New Terran rigs. I don't exactly want to re[url=https://open.spotify.com/track/5OQsiBsky2k2kDKy2bX2eT]learn how to fly[/url].[/b]"