Upon waking from his "power nap", as he calls them, Fade was greeted to the same heated debate that currently plagued the Outpost. Fade stood up and sighed, "how riveting." Although sarcasm was emanating from him something was off, or not off but different. Slowly the dishevelled man scanned across the room looking for what bothered him and it wasn't long before a look of shock tried to appear on his face but well, he had just woken up so it was far too early to get emotional. 

Fade walked to the exit eyeing the room of shouting rebels a last time. As he stepped out and closed the door behind and made his way outside, he was wondering why Zevrox wasn't there. Though he couldn't care about this little power struggle of theirs, he would usually pop in and out or something. The man knew when things would be taken too far somehow even with not being there. It unnerved the yawning Fade.