Ash scratches his shoulder and takes a seat at the opposite end of the couch wearing a bored expression.
"I'd put my money on Scorch if he had actually kitted his Corsair properly," he replies, "He has the initiative. It would've been a clear advantage if he took more radar missiles like he should've."
Ash drapes both his arms over the couch's backrest, leans his head back and sighs.
"Ah, dammit. I really wanted to watch the Cavaliers play the Tigers today," he rights his head and looks at Simon, "You watch any Mercanan football?"