Kenneth simply stood at attention as seeker ran his debriefing. He was rather pleased at the implicit praise in the commander's words. He nodded at the commander's order to drop his conflict with the ranger, at least while on base. He nodded his head to signify the message was loud and clear to him. He had noticed the commander's earlier... resolute demeanour, and he wasn't going to go against a person with such presence.
He listened to the briefing for the next assignment. He heard mention of the settlement of underworld. He quite liked the place come to think of it. The ghouls were generally friendly as long as he kept out of trouble. He had been wondering how they were doing under the brotherhood regime. Apparantly, they were under a more subtle form of opression for now. Kenneth had read history books from before the war sometimes. Tarrifs like the ones seeker mentioned had been a good spark for revolution in past times... and it seemed that hadn't changed even nowadays.
Kenneth slightly twitched at the mention of the sewers. He had been there only a few times. Terible place really, between the mirelurks, the pools of irradiated water and the occasional pack of feral ghouls. He made a mental note to wrap all his sensitive equipment up. He had survived a charge pack surging in the water once, and he wasn't privvy to experiencing that again. The mention of the receiver dish of GNR also had his attention. In the past, he ahd listened to the station, but he had stopped on principle due to its support of the brotherhood. It would be quite a public display of resistance to knock it offline. And it would clear up the air for other stations to take over the ether. It was quite a good idea really. Now the real task would be actually getting this job done.
The commander closed the briefing, and Kenneth silently stood at salute. His head was already turning on what he would do between now and mission commencement. He needed to recalibrate the receiver of his laser rifle, and the commander had implicitly tasked him with upscaling the mutant's armor. "Well big guy, you want it to look like what grognak wore during the battle at demon hill arc or can I follow a more utilitarian design?" The mutant wasn't the only one who liked reading the old Grognak comics. After all, even a twitchy paranoiac like Kenneth had hobbies beyond mad survivalism. He left the briefing room to acquire a welder and get started on the armor. Unscrewing the cover on his rifle's circuitry as he went to get an idea of what he would need to rewire.