"First I've heard of something like that happened." Scott muttered. He wasn't too knowledgeable with AI's and what not anyway, preferring the simplicity of keeping the bullets from his team's back by driving home his own. He absently played with the strap of one of his guns while Lunamaria looked into the Albatross' systems and stated where they were.<br/><br/>"Wait. Didn't Requiem get destroyed?" He tried to recall what he knew of the planet. "We aren't in the middle of a war right now are we?" His grip tightened on his rifle, just the thought of being out here like sitting ducks was not a calming thing to think of. He watched Lunamaria with a mix of shock and something of an 'are you serious?!' expression before noticing the grin on Alastor's own face. Before he could ask about it though, he was told to get ready to head out. Wasting no time he double checked what he had and made sure his sniper rifle was ready for action.<br/><br/>As Scott did this, he half listened to the exchange between the Spartan and the pilot, laughing to himself that he hadn't been the only one a little nervous about this guy having a loaded weapon. He caught the jetpack tossed to him, with a small gasp at having yet another thing tossed towards him with no warning. He attached the pack, and replaced his helmet, happy to see the VISR system had finally gotten itself figured out. He checked the rest of the systems and found everything in working order when the objective marker appeared on his screen.<br/><br/>"Ready to roll." He stated, rifle in hand.