Sera looks over to Kawanua and Shenba, quirking her eyebrow at the site of them both. Danyael notes them and looks back down to the cheering crowd. He was very aware that it was possible that many of these brave men and women would not be returning to their homes. And that very knowledge created a festering hatred that he was just barely trying to contain. No one else could feel, see, or sense his anger as he looked perfectly calm to all of them. A forced smile creeked through his mouth and he gave a polite bow to the crowd. Sera, noticing Danyael's actions, gave a bow to the crowd as well, showing her equal respect to them.

Noticing Fei and Alex was not one of the best mood-raisers for Danyael as he sneered at their very presence. Wanting to lash out and rip their heads clear off. An anger that supressed itself quickly as he looked away beneath his hood. "i'm not going to stomach this....", he says under his breath as he turns and leaves the balcony. A quickly flash of crimson red courses around his iris as he looks in Fei and Soul's directions and he exits the room and walks down the hallway. As he passes down the hallway, he notices the many images of past battles. So much life lost. So much violence. So much hate in such times. How depressing.

As he passes by a female marine, he stops, places his hand on her shoulder and addresses her. His hood remains over his head, as an empty darkness covers the majority of his have, save the exception of his chin. "Cameron Aileron and Tamrissa Roshan. Have you seen them?"

"No sir. I have not. Would you like for me to put out a search request?" she looks at him through her visor shades. Respectfully, she puts her hand to the headset in her ear and prepares to call for a group of marines. She is suddenly stopped ats Danyael pats her shoulder lightly, shaking his head beneath his hood. "No need for that, miss. I'm sure they'll turn up eventually.", he says with an innocent smile as his face can be seen when lifting his head. She takes in a gasp and quickly pulls off her visor, looking at Danyael wide eyed. "You're one of the stirke force members, aren't you?"

"Yes, i am.", he says as he pulls back his hood, revealing his face completely. The marine gave a gleeful smile as she extatically clasped both of her hands around Danyael's wrist. "It's such an honor to meet you!" shaking danyael's fist rapidly up and down over and over again. Danyael can't help but smile. He knew very well that the marine, nor did the Empire she belonged to have any knowledge of the Dios Imperium. But that was alright. They all would know in the near future anyway.

"It's an honor to be appreciated.", Danyael says calmly to the marine. As she lets go of his wrist, he salutes him respectfully and Danyael gives a slow bow of respect to her. "Be safe, always.", he says to the marine as he stands back up and smiles down on her. She smiles and nods to him, placing her visor back on and continues on to her destination within the barracks.

Danyael, not wanting to venture through the massive barracks again, vanishes in a flare of bright blue and silver flames. The flames vanish away and Danyael is gone. Only seconds later, the flames reappear outside of the large stairway of the barracks and Danyael steps through, the cold flames dripping away from him. It was good to feel the cool air being taken in breath by breath. Like a semi-nirvana. Just peaceful and quiet. No cheering. No yelling. And no companions to be annoyed at. Just peace. And quiet. Sometimes, just having a little time alone can be such a treat.

Meanwhile, Sera is still puzzled by Danyael's behavior as she witnessed him walk off those few minutes ago. With a cock of her head, and a sigh of confusion, she approcahes Kawanua and sits down in a seat adjacent to him. "Papa.", she says as she crosses her slender and lean leg over the other. She was concerned about the pending situation. but moreso, she was concerned about Danyael.