&&. - fly high like a hawk.

“Hey, hey, come on now, we were just having some fun to raise morale, who knew it’s gonna go out of hand? It’s not like it happens every time.” Corkus said in an attempt to placate the woman commander. It was clear she was in a foul mood and he knew well enough that it was prudent not to worsen it. Nevertheless, just as Casca turned back to him, he could already guess he won’t like what she was going to say.

“I feel it’s one of them rhetorical questions, isn’t it?” 

          Despite the stiff way she talks to him, Corkus is one of her oldest companions and therefore one of those who know her the most; he knows Casca is in a bad mood. He can tell when she's happy, when she's bored, even when there is something hammering inside her head. Coexistence always seems to make things clearer, after all.

         “ You better explain what you're doing here, otherwise I will not think twice about cutting your throat. ”

          “ Did you want to talk to me? Something happened? ”