"Mhegan, this is Aren, do not bring him to the base until I have the chance to talk to him," Aren said, spinning Gareth around, "I'm on my way." He pushed the throttle, leaning forward in his seat, until the lake came into view. Slowing, he manually walked Gareth to the spot where Mhegan and the current prisoner sat. As the cockpit door opened, Aren grabbed his sidearm, a standard issue 9mm. He hated using it, preferring Gareth's guns to his own. Climbing down, the pilot smiled at him. "I'm captain Aren Tobak, leader of the 1st mechanized division," he turned and nodded at the Mhegan, flashing the smile that had wooed so many women. "Nice work Mhegan," he said, eyes sparkling. He had had his eye on the young woman for some time, thinking she was extremely pretty, but had never gotten around to actually asking her out or formally wooing her.<br/><br/>"Now," he said, turning to the man who sat before him in the snow. "You are a prisoner of the 1st mechanized division. You should consider yourself lucky; we normally don't take prisoners."