Utem went inside and placed both his bags against a wall, making sure there were no puddles of collected blood or dry stains of it. He looked around the room with interest, he had seen buildings like these a few times but he was surprised at seeing such settlement so far into the woods. Someone certainly valued his privacy. He took out a booklet from one of the bags and began scribbling over notes, taking out what they had used already, including the ammunition he had spent. He looked up when Hackett began giving orders so he nodded and placed the booklet away "Yes, ma'am."<br/><br/>He smiled under his mask looking at both Franka and Hackett now with their suits off, Hackett was certainly what he had expected, Franka he didn't knew what to expect, but he was mostly amused. Scars had never been quite off putting for him, so he didn't really minded them. In all, it was a welcoming sight after everything that had happened. Derrick's words knocked off what he had already begun to relax. "Damnit, Hackett give the order and I'll take the shot. He clearly qualifies under not in direct cooperation with our mission. He has even treated with killing us." His hand slipped to his unfastened gun holster, it had remained like that for a while now. He knew it had still a few bullets in the clips and if they weren't enough there were more in the rifle. "I don't know what kind of idiot would send him here without a background check..." He muttered more to himself as he rolled his eyes, although that gesture wouldn't be noticed.<br/><br/>Utem looked from Hackett to Franka as the first talked about searching the building and the other dropped the warning about other people's personal effects. He remained in though for a moment before speaking. "Plane man's name is Jake if I'm not mistaken. Now regarding to searching the building, if you have a floor plan of it and the rooms, we could mark which are inhabited and which don't. That way we'll know if we are going into someones room. I believe you mentioned the house to be empty..." He looked at Franka as he spoke, checking for a positive answer. He waited until she had finished talking with Derrick before going on.<br/><br/>"I think it would be wise to check for others inside the house, but we shouldn't fire on sight unless they pose a clear threat. Again, try to incapacitate but not kill." They had few medical equipment but he was sure he could threat a bullet wound, he had enough field experience on that. He took of his helmet and pulled off the balaclava before taking a deep breath, glad to feel the actual air and not the one that was filtered though his helmet. He ruffled his hair and began taking off the padded armor until he was only in a pair of black cargo pants and a tight long sleeved shirt that outlined his toned body. He was defined but not bulky, close to a martial artist's body build. Strong but agile. He took his hand gun holsters and placed them around his waist.<br/><br/>He looked over his shoulder as Franka spoke. "If she doesn't take up the offer I will."  He chuckled and began storing everything he had removed in a  bag, in a set order that only he would know sort out. He stretched and tested his muscles and joints, some where still sore but they felt good now that they were loose. He knew that it was unlikely that Hackett would refuse, since she had been the one that had motioned for Franka to speak with her. Either way, he moved towards Ashleigh and grinned. "Seems will be around each other for the rest of the mission. I would appreciate if you'dmake me a list of what you need so we can see what we have and what we have to find somehow." He gestured towards the two large bags he had been carrying around, they had a lot of gear that had been recommended for them and some he had asked for.