Aaron had arrived before many of the other crew members wearing his black cloth-like carbon fiber suit with medical scanners attached to the underside of the wrist(so he could keep track of everyone near him during missions) and various first-aid and medical supplies in a pack strapped to his back. Other than his small ion gun (which also served medical purposes, ironically), he carried little in the way of actual combat. He was sure the others in the assault team would come armed to the teeth and complaining they didn't have room for more, but that was all for the better. He was still inexplicably nervous about going into this mission.

He had stood towards beside the entry and watched the others come in one by one. Each one he stopped by the door and asked to scan their vitals quickly, as was his tradition. He noticed Acacia's makeup and briefly wondered what a Hissho would look like wearing makeup. [i]Not very good[/i], he thought with a little shiver at the imagery. He almost laughed when he noticed that Gideon had stolen the clothes he'd seen Jason wear a few times, and was he was once again thankful he had been placed in assault.

Aaron joined those in the ship after he had scanned everyone and all the others had gathered up. "Does anyone have any injuries I should know about? If so, tell me now."