Kagame suppresses a smirk. Definately a cop, this one - walk around, follow leads, no accounting for the value of a tactical advantage. He turns to face Duncan.
"I do not see you having much luck grilling some barroom scum by yourself, Peacekeeper - not everyone finds your U.N. to be of benefit to us poor people." He waves a hand towards the front door, in an attempt to indicate his partner, still outside. "Nor do I see us having much success talking to some corporate stooge without the U.N. insisting on their co-operation."
"I am a soldier. My task is to plan, and fight, not to talk - this is what Kagoslov is for. My plan is tactically sound. We are well equipped, and have no reason to believe the kakkerlakke know we are looking for them - yet anyway. Yours, I think, is not, and does not need to be executed with urgency if your intel is to be believed. But as this is a 'U.N.' operation, it is also my task to accompany your unit to where ever you decide to go." The last words are said through gritted teeth.
He looks around the room at the rest of the Peacekeepers, as if expecting them to weigh in on the course of action. After a moment of reflection, he grudgingly adds "You may be correct in saying we should keep our options open. If it is decided that we should act separately, I'd ask that one of you U.N. accompanies me, to aid in.. persuasion." He motions towards the door again. "I'd suggest you take Kagoslov with you, if you can pry him away from his conversation in the jeep. His... 'skill' would be valuable."
Returning to his thoughts, he ponders over the other information the CO provided. Either he doesn't know anything else, or he isn't telling us - the U.N. aren't fools, so why aren't they more concerned about being sent on such a trivial operation? Besides, there's no way that a bunch of backwater 'revolutionaries' with toy rifles could take a well guarded arms shipment without either an insider, or some other factor we don't know about.