Four freaking days either doing basic upkeep, training when Jack or one of the other members of the ship that despised him weren't using it, or being cramped in his room playing games to pass the time. Well, the last one wasn't so bad considering he found it most invigorating but still. He saved his progress and went to the armory, donning his modified armor and prepping his pistols and knife, grabbing two silencers for his pistols should he need to kill quietly from afar. Doing one final check on his gear, weapons, and armor he made his way down to the hanger. Soon enough he managed to arrive shortly after Varus, taking a seat on one of the crates of supplies there once he was sure it wasn't filled with either machine parts or weaponry. God knows he would get flack from either Dresden or Jackdaw if they saw him using one of those crates as a chair. "Good to see you sir. How will we be running this op? Have the infiltration team move in first to clear the area before the rest of the ground team arrives or go in all at once?"