For a mercenary and a loner type, Jake didn't seem like such a bad guy, Tyler figured as he nodded his head at the other male's instruction and followed close behind, gun toted at the ready.

"I'm not exactly a firearms specialist, but you can count on me to watch your back uhh, Jake was it? Sorry, but it seems kinda weird calling you 'Sir'", Tyler smirked. "I'll save that crap for the G-Army general shitheads. And speaking of..." His words trailed off as he glanced around their surroundings. "If memory serves, we should be approaching the stairwell if we keep heading straight but...sounds like a ruckus up ahead." He punctuated his words with a brief pause that was filled with yelling and gunfire that echoed in the distance. "Your friends playing hell, no doubt. Should we rendezvous with them? Or play the distraction to our advantage and go for the Major?" He blinked a bit at his own words and halted slightly in his movements. "Sorry, guess that came out a little more callous than intended."