The resounding cry nearly deafened him - excitement was one thing, rock on!  He thought.  But how long will it be 'til the furs decided to move in on this very camp?<br/><br/>(Not your problem...) He thinks to himself.  (I'll be out of here soon - and I expect these soldiers can take care of themselves - so only make the mission your problem.  No other stressors... what about Chiro's sister though?  Shit... my problem after all.  O' Toole?  Well, she's tough, and not hurt... so I shouldn't have to worry...) His mind scrolls through all the concerns possible as ecstatic cries rise in unison about him.  Arget only takes a breath as he gets into the back of the truck, preparing to leave for his and Chiro's dropoff point.<br/><br/>(Let's GO!) He thinks, barely able to contain his anticipation anymore.