Kazack was on one of the planet of Abrae's many gyms. Doing a workout with which to pass the time. As he ran on the treadmill, sweat pouring off his body, he began to hear to conflicting voices in his head. "Why is it taking so long?" one said, "Im all ready to go and the frakking squadron wont call a mission. Im ready, I want to prove myself." Another, more calming voice, the one which Kazack was just starting to listen too appeared also. "Paitence," this voice chided, "The other squadron members will call you when they are ready, they have been through hell in their last mission, they need their rest." It was true. Kazack thought. The squadron had been through hell and they needed some R&R. But he also thought that perhaps they were testing his paitence to see what he would do. Ill wait, Kazack decided, I will wait until they call me . And when they do, I will fight like every mission is my last, he decided, No regrets.