<b>RE: come take a look!</b><br/><br/>Trent and his now three-man group, not including the Russian made their way to the tank while James took off his helmet and his rough looking over-armor. Laying underneath was a much softer looking bullet proof vest. "Yeah, yeah, come on, put your arm around my neck. I'll go ahead and carry you." His arms were muscled, not bulging, overly muscled, but he was rather toned. With a small grin, he bent down, putting her good side against his chest, and lifting her completely from the floor. He flashed Lillie a small grin. "Where is your place, if you don't mind my asking?"