Mask hailed the Sundown as he tried to land, the damage to his shoulder was a minor repair, back in his world anyways. He hoped these mechanics would be able to work with it as well. As he landed, Mask took a sip from his bottle and sifted through files. 
"Hmm... 85% that should last me for another 2 or 3 battles. I'll need to find a way to recharge then." He then opened the cockpit and slid down his rope, looking for a mechanic that could attend to him.