Dartor tried to think about what Frost Knight said. If they did have a second van then no one had told him about it... not that that hadn't happened before.
Misfit's orders though caught him much more off guard. Monitor from base? Really? But Dartor had led this whole rescue so far, it was his mission, he had to see it through. And Misfit was just going to sideline him like that? Not to mention that he was certainly the smartest here, the best fighter too (in his own mind at least). Who did she think she was, keeping a genius out of the field? Sure, she may have been in teams like this for longer, but could she work string theory in her head? Dartor didn't think so.
Clearly she was intimidated by Dartor's raw talent and brilliance. Sure, if this all went well it might even show up Dartor as a better leader then her. He was older even. Well fine then, Dartor was good enough that no petty power mongering would even stop him from revealing his greatness.
"Right." Dartor responded to the empty air. "I'll be ready in a moment." His voice hinted with a haughty growl.
But first something was niggling at the back of his mind. Cassandra again, what a troublemaker, always making Dartor worried; not that he wasn't constantly worrying about the others too. He knew that she should probably still be resting, and he got some idea that she didn't like him much; but the fact that she hadn't seemed to be out at all day so far was just odd.
Walking easily into the hall where most of the rooms were located he definitely could hear something, a dull quiet pounding. Realizing it was coming from Cassandra's door Dartor suddenly broke into a run skidding to a stop at the door. Overriding the lock, the door slid open revealing Cassandra laying weakly at the door.
"Great Einstein's ghost! Cassandra what's wrong!?" Dartor exclaimed as he knelt down to her side.