Kensington seemed rather slouched in his seat as his helicopter sat on the helicopter pad with propellers running. Sure it might cause issues relating to fuel and energy, but to him he would rather be ready to hit the skies than be scrambling during a call. During the calm before the fight he was doing a lot of mental preparedness and reflecting, thinking over the worst case scenario for any pilot. [i]Maybe it will happen today.. Will my friends beable to get to me? What if the bad guys have good aim? [/i] These swirling thoughts managed to overwhelm the airman with worry, but he was easily able to combat the negative thoughts with positive ones. Eventually the wolf went ahead and adjusted the microphone on his helmet before holding down the transmission button to speak on the frequencies. "Comm check, Comm check this is Ken checking comms. Anyone able to respond?"