Guy's eyebrows go up, and it's an effort to resist glancing at the one-way window, so he certainly doesn't manage to mask it for Yuri. Rather than being impressed Yuri's stubbornness, he's amazed the man was only transferred instead of kicked completely out. Insubordination was no joking matter, not in any war - and especially not in this war.

It wasn't like the planet was crawling with Drift Compatible people, though. Plenty of hotshots made the cut anyway - and were media darlings, naturally. Did Yuri test that well? Were they hoping the right collar and leash would come along?

"Still nursing a vendetta against The Man, huh," Guy says dismissively, like he doesn't believe Yuri is truly serious for one second. "You sure have guts saying that in your position. But..." he pauses as he goes on, and a more sincere tone softens his voice. "... I'm glad you're serious enough to tolerate being transferred."

Otherwise, they may never would have met again. Despite all the damage, it was still a very big planet.