Captain Locklear made his way to the hangar after the call. His shotgun clung to his back as he walked into the hangar. The younger pilot was settled in his mech as Ben hopped onto the Patton. He heard the kid's comment and furrowed his eyebrows. 

"I don't intend to die any day soon. I hope you don't either."

Locks' heavy voice resonated through the comlink. He took a seat and waited for landing while doing a secondary check of his equipment.