'Wilding' chuckles. "Clearly, you are new here. We're the team. Just us. Don't worry, though, we will hunt the overgrown lizard, and make it regret coming out of the ocean."'Ghost' adds, with a heavy Irish accent, "Aye, it's prob'ly from some mad scientist, let one o' his wee little critters get loose or somethin'. Prob'ly got an RFID chip innit, might be able ta fin' that an' trace it back ta its home."<br/><br/>Star checks her watch. "We should reach the landing zone in about... three minutes," she says. "We'll land a little ways out, so be ready to move. General plan is to try and get its attention, and see if it'll talk to us. If not, we scare it off, but not try to kill it, and we'll see if someone can find the RFID chip, if any. Wilding, Junkyard, I want you two on that task."