If Hadyn's a spy - and Elisha hadn't determined that yet, wasn't really thinking in that direction - then this information wasn't information that was going to be new to David, or Katya. To Julien and Jordan - perhaps, but he and Katya had recognized the soldiers in each other, and David was too paranoid not to thoroughly check anyone who entered the Deck and rose in the ranks.

He just snorted, though, as Hadyn asked for something to stitch himself with. "Your choices are your choices," he said as he went back to the first aid drawer for a suturing kit. "Not for me to tell you whether they're crap or not, is it? You're an adult by any measure. But you'd also just put more holes in yourself than otherwise, so really, I'd consider accepting a hand. Try getting flat," he added, gesturing to - well, the floor, really. "It shouldn't take long."