Kensingon scanned the area below him upon the arrival of the arrival of the [i]Parvan's Claw[/i]. When it's sirens sounded the airman shot his gaze to the landcruiser, briefly looking over it's familiar image before returning to his duties in which by that time his eyes came across a friendly gear giving him a wave before it went into the mines. He wanted to get on comms and say a response, but something in the back of his head told him that wasn't wise since the situation was escalating rather quickly. Everything to him looked like he was going to be free of any action, until a order from the control tower came his way.

> "Maxwell, we've got a transient sensor contact at the edge of our range. Magnetic Interference is cutting down our radar and sensor systems dramatically, and the area is geologically unstable, so we can't get firm seismic readings. We need an aerial reconnaissance, as it looks like another Landcruiser, and it's in the direction the hostile GEARs fled in... Ken, just to be clear - do not engage the bogey. We want a confirmation of ID, and clear pictures of the contact. As soon as you've made visual contact and you've gathered as much information as you can, return to the ship. Don't engage, break contact if you're fired upon. Understood? Good luck and happy hunting".

Hearing the voice of the female operator brought the wolf to attention and he immediately looked around the cockpit for his helmet, adjusting his headset while he cleared his throat and responded to the lady. "Understood initiating passive reconnaissance. Should the others be informed or are they out of radio contact?" The airman replied, tugging on his his bandanna and jump suit collar after getting his helmet on. Once everything was set for him to move on the pilot grabbed the controls and pushed on, his eyes glancing between the camera feed and the view outside the windshield like a ping pong ball during a heated match, perhaps it was time he requested a co-pilot after this. That distraction though was pushed aside when the land cruiser came into view, Maxwell himself taking a good moment to raise altitude before he got on his comms again. "Update: It is a landcruiser but it seems to be heading the direction where the uhh hostiles were heading. I can't really get a good look but to me it looks like a private business one. A-" The airman was cut off by a siren going off in his dash board, a red text popping up and fading away right after the sirens stopped. The brief warning caught him by surprise, but he calmed down within the minute and assumed it was just a glitch in the system. "Sorry about that if it went into comms. Anyways I think you can refer to the camera feed of my helicopter if you are within range. Staying put and requesting to make radio contact with this unknown landcruiser."