"Geez, this doesn't sound good at all, at all." 5 people in sharge of the most advanced weaponry Sariel had? A nervous laugh escaped him. "Heh, oh lord, no pressure, right? Oh, Elk, c'mon, let's get to the hangar with the rest. And Mark, don't push yourself too hard, some things can only get you so far." He headed for the hangar. "Elk, wellll, I think I asked, how'd they get you into this gig?" He was excited, scared, and curious all at the same time, and each was showing in a way.