Sarge is torn somewhere between the urge to disagree with everyone just because and his firm trust in both Rodeo and Adelaide. If she says the guy us alright he knows he will be. But today is a wonderful day on account of everyone deciding to make him wish he had actually put that damn gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger, so he is quietly seething, watching all of them as they talk and he wants to agree with the general consent that it sounds like an absolutely stupid idea.
There is one thing he just can't stop saying, even though his mind is already made up and he knows that Rodeo knows that he has his vote already, because that is just one of those laws of nature he supposes. Gravity, earth rotation, Sarge being on the Dog King's side. "He's gonna lose his honor, but if shit hits the fan you're gonna lose your life." One could almost think he enjoys this. And Sarge almost grins.