What Prometheus says doesn't necessarily line up to how he feels or what he thinks. Being unpredictable came with being a Maverick after all! ... Though the Mavericks of his era operated a little differently from how they were during the Maverick wars.

Time at Inugami, when that all-telling rattle had put Rinzler's thoughts and feelings on display to anyone capable of interpreting it, meant that Prometheus kept headphones turned to listening for that same tell tale sign. It's harder here in the hold with all it's environment noise to parse through but Prometheus wasn't suffering from the heat like others were. His element was fire. This was the sort of place he thrived in and why he was sent to pick up the Model W shard that Queenbee had found, in the destroyed Control Centre.

"Haha, why are you mad at me?" he calls over his shoulder. "I'm probably one of the lucky few people aboard who understands you Rinzler. And while I would have loved to take credit for this mess you found yourself in, at the end of the day?"

He turns back around, eyes alight and teeth showing in a grin that held no amusement to speak of. With his hands on the bars and that manic expression on his face, for a moment, it's hard to tell if the bars were meant to keep Rinzler in or Prometheus out.

"Turns out you're so much more efficient than me after all."