As he spoke, Weyland started to gasp for breath.
Stafford picked up where he left off. "I'm responsible for the safety of all the personnel during this operation. I won't ask you to do anything else. Your only role is to protect Mr. Weyland."
Luke nodded with a smile. "Very well. I'll follow the team's safety regulations as well."
Stafford finally smiled.
Both of them were doers instead of talkers. They had already clarified their responsibilities and reached a tacit understanding.
Weyland stood up the next moment. "Luke, can I call you that?"
Luke nodded with a smile. "Of course, Mr. Weyland."
Weyland: "Although you've only just arrived, you're a good lad and you've already rested in Ushuaia for three days. Now, we need to enter the ruins and catch up with the team who set off earlier. Is that alright with you?"
