Seeing his former subordinate under such obvious mental duress made a constricted sigh push past Sergei Vladimir's lips. He clicked his tongue, the only outward token of regret and even sadness that Sergei was going to show. Even so, it was obvious the show had affected the Colonel. His reflected on the glass of the screen had tightened around the corners, mouth pulling down.
"It has come down to this, has it." He waved an incredulous hand at the screens. "Bickering amongst old rivals." He sent a glance at Spencer. "How do you hope to get any of this into a workable whole, I ask you."