Shaw nodded as Harlan voices his concerns about the situation. "A valid point. Whatever it was that attacked might not have known we were in here. I'd be willing to bet it has no distinction between friend and foe. More along the lines of prey and foe." Then Dannie made a sound suggestion while tossing Shaw the keys to the transport. Shaw smirked and just shook his head as he made his way out to the other corpse. Harlan was already dressed by the time Shaw removed the uniform from the body. Shaw stripped down to boxer-briefs, revealing a scattered pattern of scars along his torso and limbs, slowly covering them as he began to suit up. It was a snug fit but it fit and looked believable.<br/><br/>"Yeah let's get this flipped back on its wheels. I'll take first watch sitting in the driver cabin. You two can sleep in the back of it. No fires tonight, I'd rather not have a visit from out flying friend out there" With that shaw walked around to the other side of the vehicle and waited for the other two. When everyone was in place he used his shadow to extend under the truck and then rise like a shadowy wall, slowly bringing the top of the truck up to waist height. Shaw slipped his fingers under the truck and with a few deep breathes counted, "On three; one...two...three, lift!" With another "umph" from the shadowy wall the truck teetered and tipped back over onto its wheels, rocking back and forth until it finally came to rest. "Perfect." Shaw stated.