It looked cool? Max raised an eyebrow behind his visor. At least the bright red, not to mention the rocket-launcher strapped to his back, would draw potential enemy's attention, letting Max do what sniper's did best.<br/><br/>He sat down in one of the shuttles reinforced seats, nodding slightly to Marcus in acknowledgement, but not saying anything further. The relative still of the shuttle began to rumble slightly as they entered the atmosphere of the planet below. Max felt something rise in his throat and re-checked his armor-locking subroutines. They'd need them if they needed to leave the shuttle prematurely.