Aidan crossed his arms as he looked down at the mink, noting her courage to face two predators; sure, she had the police station nearby in case something went bad, but the sheer absence of concern seemed suspicious to the canine too. His gut wrenched hearing that she quite precisely knew him and Mike were both LDF GEAR pilots, members of the Roughriders to be eerily exact. [i]She may be police[/i] he thought at first, but that thought was clouded by doubt when he remembered about her conversation with an unknown voice. [i]How does she know who we are? Can she really get our profiles, or did someone sell us out?[/i] He tried to convince himself that he had been irrational to come up with such a question, but he still felt uneasy knowing that the woman knew his real name. Mike did most of the talking, asked a good question and pointed out the police station, but then, he turned around to contact the CO, leaving the canine to deal with the Mink.

Aidan cleared his throat and allowed himself to take a look around the park, before noticing the mink trying to pry the duo to move. He whistled at her and made a gesture with his hand to hail her back.

"Where do you think you're goin', Chuckles? You just pull the "I know who you are" card and think you can leave with that? Get back here, we won't budge 'till we have our backup ready." Aidan tilted his head and took a look at the woman's shape top to bottom, then, scoured the surroundings once more.

"You seem to think you know quite a big deal about us, huh? Well, I'd like to know more about you, Sugarfluff. You say you're alone, then, we hear you talkin' with a friend? It don't smell good. With who did he want to make contact, why wasn't he so sure about it, hm? Or we don't get to know that part of the deal? You'd better tell your buddy that if he wants his own goons to get what he wants, her little princess' gotta start talkin'."