Kensington found himself working like a proper airman from the time he landed to the moment he found himself helping Aidan. He couldn't process much the time, finding himself following every bit of instruction like training had wired him to do so. Everything, the explosions, the foot steps, even the medics conversing with each other was simply not reaching him. He was tied to the man who had died, and to what the medic said as a consolation. It worked, it was the only thing that got him to leave the safety of his helicopter seat, after all, but over time every man had to regain their senses, every man had to come back to this world.

By the time he was, himself he started off with a startle, his eyes darting around to see Aidan talking to him before jogging off, leaving the pilot to stand by the helicopter that had it's rotors still spinning. [i]Orders?[/i] The wolf thought, taking a moment to shift through what bits and pieces of memory he had. Then it hit him, he was suppose to be in the air again to stop any bad guys from running away. With that in mind the airman glanced over at his comrade running to the fireteam before shifting the rifle on his chest and turning around to climb into the skyhawk.

Just after a few steps Ken was back in his seat. He slouched there to get a feel of his vehicle once again before reaching out to hold the controls, a shuddering breath escaping him yet again. "Alright... Here we go." The pilot muttered under his breath, taking off and climbing into the skies to get a better view of the AO. Everything was restricted to a mining facility, he wasn't really expecting anyone to get out without answering to one of the other Roughriders. What was he to do if he saw them? He had to think over his ROE. Would it be warning shot before engagement or will he make those bastards pay for standing up against the LDF? If he chose option two, what if he engaged someone he would regret killing, like a fleeing hostage? He decided to turn to his CO for that one.

"B-Blade," The pilot said, catching himself when he realized he was stammering. Unbeknownst to him, he was hot-micing his little moment and when he realized his breathing was going over the comms he cursed out loud and continued his message. "Am I to start off with warning shot or engage at will?"