Kensington kept his gaze on the terrain ahead like a good pilot under stress should do, his palms sweating as he made the return to home. It was as if he could feel each tick of a second, or maybe that was just his heart racing due to the pressure on his shoulders but regardless he was dead set on pushing everything to their limits in getting back to the landcrawler. This was something that had no room for error so he made sure there was none when it came to speed and elevation to balance. Everything was in-check for a fast and smooth ride back to the landing zone. He for one thought they were going to make it, until the doctor's message reached his ears.

It came at him like a bullet, a demoralizing one at that. Those words drowned everything out, even the sounds of the helicopter engine. It took him a minute to think, think about the guy who they had just lost and wonder [i]Could we have changed it?[/i] He didn't really take in much until another thought had hit him and he quickly went back to work, clearing his throat before speaking into the comms in a low mutter. It was time to land. "Skyhawk to tower plus two.. Landing for CAS evac. Prep crew for retrieval of casualty." He reported to the landcrawler, the altitude meter dropping until the wolf could feel the skids touch down and creak and whine from the weight and motion downward. There he sat slumped in his chair, waiting for the time to pass. It was then he felt a hand touch his shoulder, and a familiar voice interrupt the silence of his cockpit. In response he glanced over his shoulder, the pained eyes peering up at the dock before he closed them shut and shook his head, punching the dash board while blurting out his response. 

[b]"F-Fuck![/b] Alright jus- Lets get the fuck back in there!" He stammered and grabbed the controls again, a heavy shudderin sigh escaping him as he tried to calm down again. "It.. Was.. Shit. He's gone. He's gone, man." Despite his current state, he was able to get the helicopter back into the sky and he pushed the hand of his comrade off so to point over his shoulder to the back of the helicopter. "Right..." He repeated that word a few times then continued. "N-no time to break down. L-lets get our man." He couldn't confess this being his first failed med evac, it just wasn't the time for that kind of talk.