Listening half-heartedly to Mal's story, and not really caring what it is since he's obviously not a nazi, Eisen's mind turns once again towards security. Following Pingo up, Eisen gives a light chuckle. "You were quite vicious in that fight, Pingo. I mus admit, I was not expecting much of you, blindly because of your race. You have proven me wrong, and I respect you more than many other men. It is good to fight with you." Maybe a little harder than he had to, he gives Pingo a warm smack on the back, chuckling a bit more as he continues up the stairs, looking out as far into the darkness as he can to spot anything that looks like a disturbance. His ears on the jungle, he wants to know if the roaring of guns attracted any unneeded attention.
[spoiler]Listen: 28
Spot: 28
Take 20 on each, not like we're particularly pressed for time... yet...[/spoiler]