As Hackett proceeded in, she cursed at herself for forgetting to mention the whole getting stuck in trees thing, which in retrospect was one of the most important things. Of course what people forget is that even at small heights they are carrying upwards of 50 pounds of gear, and their center of mass is so warped that falling becomes tumbling very easily. She waved up to the pilot to get his attention, but he was focused on a clipboard on his lap, or maybe his co-pilot was down there. She'd seen the young woman in the air force jumpsuit earlier, though she didn't really admire her much she noticed she was quite pretty, though that'd be unprofessional. Ashleigh was at Anna's side as she walked, to Anna's slight surprise, the airplane was quite big on the inside even seeing it outside didn't prepare you for it. They carried vehicles in these things.<br/><br/><em>"Petty Officer Hackett. I don't actually have to call you that all the time, do I? I mean... I don't think you call me 'Senior Science Operative de Jong'." </em><br/><br/>The scientists question caused Anna to pause in her steps, looking straight at Ashleigh and taking her helmet and mask off, but still covered by her hood. The question was a surprise, Anna couldn't help but blush slightly as she thought it over. The professional thing to say would be no, more formality the better when things got heated, but then again the scientist had never seen combat, infected or otherwise, when bullets started flying people sought the comfort of someone they could trust. Given that Ashleigh was her mission, Anna felt her iron will to not get attached failing. "<strong>Uh...</strong>" Anna stammered as she looked up at the pilot who finally took notice of her, waving her finger in a clockwise circle to the pilots nod, the engines started to gently vibrate and wail as they started up. "<strong>No, I suppose you don't have to be so formal in the field. You can call me whatever you like, Hackett or Anna, its up to you.</strong>" Anna smiled sincerely as the aircraft jolted forward a little with the engines picking up and the wheel blocks being removed, Anna looked back to the ramp and nodded to the crew chief walking by. "<strong>I suppose its okay for me to call you Ashleigh? Or would you rather Senior Science Operative de Jong?</strong>" Anna smirked a little, putting her helmet back on and flipping up the visor.