Marc raised an eyebrow at the Colonel, the sudden change in behavior certainly wasn't sitting well for Marc. He could tell Ara was lying about something, but couldn't place his finger on it. He didn't trust his new leader at all. Gritting his teeth a bit at what the naga's could do, he glanced at his rifle and then at his pack. "I think I'll be fine." He replied uneasily. When the helicopters turned on, Marc slammed his hands over his ears and boarded the transport. "Fucking loud noises..." He grumbled under his breath. Marc had bad feelings about this mission but maybe he could approach the nagas peacefully? He had to try, and his suit could protect him from the trip inside if need be. "Don't worry about the gas, sir. My suit is sealed from the outside and comes with a closed-cycle air system. It provides oxygen to me." He said to the Colonel when they got on board. A grimace was constantly on his face, expressing his concern over this operation that he already predicted to fail.