Bitter? Me? Yep!
His eyes were trained only on the instrument panel before him; the earnest voice distorted by the speaker crackle was the first sign of the dark-haired man's presence that Damon registered.
Just wanna calibrate the nano-disassembly and AI responsiveness, but no, have to deal with whoever the fuck snuck in...
He groaned as he pressed the reply button, "We gotta test run in twenty minutes... who the fuck is it?"
He struggled to not roll his eyes as he spoke. Probably one of the students or something..