Normally Breakdown would just be standing toward the back, nodding when necessary, ready with action when the talking is finally done. But today the topic is TRIDENT, and Breakdown has found that he cares about TRIDENT. He really cares about TRIDENT, and has spent a lot of time considering how he might best destroy every base like the one they kept him in.

"After I get that arm, you won't need the extra firepower," he growls, glowering at nothing in particular. He lifts his hand, and if he'd had a second one, it would have been to pound his fists together menacingly. But it's just reoccured to him that he doesn't, so instead he drops it a little anti climatically.

All those other problems, apparently, are pretty secondary.