"You know as well as I do that I'm not one for falling to my death in a metal case, remember what happened on the ark all those years ago? I was lucky to limp out of that pod" she sighed. "I'll be fine though, just creating some calm for myself"
"As much as I'd enjoy that, I won't be on the front line with you; someone's gotta keep command so I'll be holding back a bit." he replied, looking over his customized tac pad at the Warthog he'd be in. Slightly extra armor and the dash on the right side was replaced with a holobank to provide the interface he needed to keep control of the troops.
Ash readied himself. As he gripped the handles, he went over the briefing that Key and Germany had sent him in his head. After quickly running through it, he gripped the handles of the seat, and steeled himself for the jolt.