"No," he answered slowly. The area was clear, but that wasn't what was bothering him. Something seemed, off, about this place. Not to mention the whole area felt so much like a trap. A thin defile, no cover other than the DHD or the Stargate in and of itself. No sight to see if something or someone was lurking just over the edge. Suffice to say it wasn't something he was going to feel comfortable about.<br/><br/>"Strange omen, yeah?" he muttered, as he waved the team upwards and onwards, heading out up the slope, out of this defile and away from the stargate. "Lot of rookies can't handle the transition, too disorienting, usually end up losing thier lunches."<br/><br/>He kept a good pace, heading up the slope, trusting in Deston and Abigail to keep up with him. His P90 remained at hand, though he wasn't aiming it. He kept looking up, towards the trees above. Small animals were coming back out now that the gate was shut down. A few birds flitting back to thier nests, curious rodents peeking out at the newcomers.<br/><br/>"Set up camp at the top, first thing. Then we'll see about getting your little jobs done, alright men?"