After a while, Baxter put on his jacket and found his way out of the team's tent, figuring it would be good to find the others and see if he could get some intel off of them. He had a sneaking suspicion they might have known what was going on with those three women better than he did, but even if he was wrong, it was worth asking, thanks to how little intel he had on any of the enemies he was going to be facing here. He had plenty of skill and adaptability when it came to combat, of course (otherwise he wouldn't have been transferred here), but he hated going onto the battlefield without at least a few shreds of info on the other pilots, and the gear they would be pulling. Some just went in guns blazing, but he was an analyst; every bit helped.<br/><br/>Unable to find William, and having no clue he had been promoted up to the officers' tent, he tracked the team's first sniper over to the shooting range. Standing back, he waited for Isabel to finish her clip before speaking. "Hey," he said loudly to get her attention, giving her a second to realize he was there and process his presence before he went on. "You guys don't happen to know anything about those women we saw tonight, do you?"