Asch crossed his arms again. "It's nothing I can't handle," he said, obviously still perturbed by the whole thing. It was obvious that they were still on shaky ground. Regardless of how Van viewed him, how he viewed Van just couldn't change. And taking pointless orders was no longer his job - and was no longer in his best interest.

After a minute, he sighed and looked back up at the Commandant.

"I'm not going to go hunt down that dreck and pick a fight with him, if that's what you're so worried about." Of course, he had every intention of talking to the replica later, even if he had to wait until after night fell, but there was no point in sharing that information with Van.