[ She slaps the towel against Omega's shoulder, where his serial number is emblazoned, along with a particular symbol that's been scuffed and scratched and may or may not be recognizable anymore. The letters "UNSC" are in larger font, though, and easily visible.

She glances back at him, and pointedly at the gun, becaue honestly bro what are you even gonna do with that. ]

It's all about numbers, and someone else was working on the supersoldier angle. If one Spartan is worth so many regular soldiers, one dragon and rider pair is worth a platoon.

We discovered the species at a Covenant outpost, actually. The UNSC was happy to devise a way to use their own resources against them.