Despit the huge war that was going on around them, Gideon and Jeffrey appeared to be having a normal conversation. That is, of one ignored their armor, the fact that they were in outer space, and the weapons exuding terrifying weapons in their arms.
"The two of us fight. And whoever wins doesn't matter, but our sides will be left out of it. After all, you only have beef with me, and I with you." Gideon explained.
"Your beef isn't only with me, but our whole race." Jeffrey said with a hard look and Gideon glared at him.
"How retarded can you be? Because of you idiotic decisions more members of your race have died more than however many have since the last century or so. I get that I killed an important member of your race, but even if you wanted me dead, the smart thing would have been to wait for an opportunity to jump me, no have a full blown war." To this, Jeffrey snarled.