[h3]Dylan, (Now Former) Courier[/h3] Dylan's eyes widened in childish glee once Hugh announced they were the Reclaimers. [b]"R-really? You're the Reclaimers?! Wholy cow! I wanted to join when I first saw the posters! Oh my gosh I would love to help you guys out!"[/b] He leaned down, petting Andromeda's flank. [b]"It's alright Andromeda! Let's take to the air girl, these are good guys."[/b] He pushed her forward, and Andromeda took off, going a few feet into the air, and then starting to travel with the rest of the Reclaimers. He was more than happy to help them, and he came to a stop just in front of the rest of the group, spear barred menacingly. 

Once the bandit leader came out, holding a hostage. Dylan swallowed, his grip tightening around the iron lance, and he kept Andromeda steady in the air, despite her neighing. He couldn't find anything to say, and so just waited for what Hugh decided, glancing back at the apparent ringleader of the Reclaimers. He had no idea as to how to handle this particular scenario, save maybe a sharpshooter, though there only seemed to be one bowman. Maybe that was what was getting Andromeda all worked up. She was never happy around bows. Dylan just glanced back at Hugh, waiting for an order, happy to serve.