It took only a couple moments after Kensington reported in to hear a slight recap and what their orders were going to be. Hearing the fact they were going on foot had a different effect on the pilot compared to the others. He for one looked wide awake and in a slight panic due to one fact: he was a helicopter pilot, meaning his experience on the ground was minimal. Regardless, he was willing to give it a shot. "Just like going on leave during a dock, that's all.. Except the immediate danger part." He muttered under his breath as he returned to listening to his commanding officer.

Not before too long everyone was filing out the pilot was sure to get one of those croissants in his greedy hands before he followed suit. Upon entering the armory he saw the fireteam gearing up as well as their squad leader speaking to the doctor. From what he had observed Aidan was more than capable to speak to his patients, but to him it wasn't a talk between patient and doctor but a talk between team member and team member for he wasn't fully aware of her situation. With that thought pushed aside the airman reported to the quarter master and retrieved his handgun along with a few magazines. Ontop of that the wolf also requisitioned a back pack containing some typical medical  supplies from tweezers to morphine and epinephrine syringes. One question was in his mind though while he packed the bag: was he ready to be on the ground? It seems like he was about to find out.

It wasn't no surprise the wolf had to change since his abrupt call to arms gave him little to no time to dress up properly. As a matter in fact, he looked almost like he was about to go back to sleeo with the attire he wore. That all was fixed though when he returned to his quarters and quickly dressed out. He had to get the essential fashion selections of course if one considered tan cargo pants and black hooded jacket ontop of his white t-shirt fashion, but he couldn't help but top it off with his signature bandanna around his neck and a dark blue cap on his head with aviators in his pockets. Would he stick out in a crowd? Probably not with his bad selection and his concealed handgun, but something nagged at him, the idea that somehow he will be the one stuck in the middle of it all. There was no time for such a jinx though! It was time to report in and prepare to move out.

Almost everyone was ready by the time Kensington returned to the hangar while adjusting the cap on his head. He did come just in time to hear Silver's comment though and with a moment of hesitation nodded before speaking again. "So.. How we gonna do this pair up?" He asked, his gaze shifting between everyone who was present.