Xavier made his way back to the transport, slowly walking into the craft after shouldering his rifle, grumbling about not enough meat bags lying on the sandy shores. He nodded to William as he leaned against the entrance, speaking quietly, "Next time, make sure a knife goes into his gut." Otieno's eyes still darkened with anger over the bigot's words, his short patience for such prejudice having disappeared since hearing Gath talk from the very beginning though he was slowly getting over himself. Looking over, he saw the big man over at the shores, asking William, "Any idea what he's doing?"