Everybody had things they preferred not to talk about and clearly this was one of Dragoon's. Nodding a few times, Vlad accepted her response without pushing for any more information. It wasn't all that important in the end and mainly in his interest in how Lungmen was faring. He knew a few people who had ended up working for them, though it'd been a year or so since he last contacted any of them.

Following Diver through the bustling halls, Vlad naturally took up a spot near the back of the group. Made it dodging around or squeezing past bodies didn't end hold holding up everyone else behind him. Ducking as a drone flew a bit too close overhead, he only listened vaguely to what she had to said as it seemed she was responding to the others' queries. Watching the engines roar as they kept the ship afloat was impressive, and the view was something to admire before it grew old and routine. But he was getting ahead of himself.

Vlad would have denied that he was overconfident of his abilities, but he couldn't help and chuckle a bit at Diver's warning to the group. On one side you had a group of eight skilled individuals, and on the other a simulation program that would probably cheat by spawning in contacts at annoying locations. Chuckling again as his mind ran away with the comparison for a few more moments, he settled down once Diver had stepped aside and filed into the room after the others. 

While some of the others busied themselves with a snack, Ulzan took the edge off with a blood bar instead. It was a shitty replacement for artificial blood that didn't live up to the real deal, but it did its job in curbing his hunger for the moment. Strapped in and ready to go, he closed his eyes and waited for the show to get on the road. He knew a bit about the technology and that it existed, but messing with neural networks and simulations had never been something he had personally tested.

So when the lot of them appeared in a blank space, Ulzan grabbed at his head for a moment as he blinked the spots from his vision. "Well.. ugh." Squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head, he steadied himself after that before listening to what Diver had to explain and eyeing the case as it formed. A pair of gauntlets covered his entire hand and continued down to his elbow, but otherwise it seemed like his attire had largely gone unchanged. Clicking the fingers against his palm, he leaned back briefly as it almost felt like the rising buildings kicked up a huge gust. In a few blinks, their surroundings had completely changed and he quickly approached one of the newly formed objects to check how sturdy they were.

"Right then, so we should probably figure out who's responsible for lugging this around." Approaching the suitcase and tapping on it a few times, he then turned his hand over and gave the object a firm squeeze. If it was destructible, then that was something they definitely wanted to figure out now rather than in the heat of battle. "[b]Mule[/b], you've worked escort duties while working with Penguin, no doubt?"