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The SPARTAN looked over at Tyber, and nodded. "Yes sir," he said, less of a spoken sentence than a low rumble. He turned, aiming his DMR behind them and backing up as well, keeping a decent pace with the group. "Sir... May I ask... I've overheard that a SPARTAN has died from the Marines... Is this true?" He asked, his composure not cracking one bit... Yet. Urran blinked as he was ordered over by Xyrho. He then complied, walking over to Xyrho, bowing with a hand on his chest. "Shipmaster. What is required of me?"