The plan to head in as their own group of four, with reinforcements being the follow on group made sense. It could be likened to waves of boarding parties, hopefully minus the typically high casualties of a boarding action. Smiles volunteered to lead the way, and he could conceed how that would be a solid plan, a good one even. But he fully intended to be right up there as well, his time with the Imperial Navy had more than equipped him to lead teams into potential ambushes and assaults. Granted, these typically had been in far graver circumstances, such as malicious gravity and poisonous atmosphere, but that did not dull the situation any further. He still had not discounted the danger Smiles had spoke about, any mention of chaos or warp trickery would leave the Armsman on edge until it was well and truly put down. Her mention of probably on their feet got an amused smirk and a brief aside to the psyker. [color=9e0b0f]"No hard feelings Smiles, intact but dropped a bit beats shot to pieces on the ground."[/color] With that he laid out a brief plan of entry, catching up to take point with the group.

[color=9e0b0f]"Smiles and I on point then. Watchman, Boss, you two can bring up the rear. Long as the plan sounds reasonable to you lot."[/color] As they headed up the gallery steps, Ben made a deadpan comment towards his own entry into the area, coupled with a nickname in return. The armsman snorted in amusement, seems two played that kind of game then. Good, that would make things just a bit easier to work with then, but he did give a response to the Armageddon vet as he also ascended the gallery steps. [color=9e0b0f]"Well played Watchman, though Rainman implies a downpour of some sort, vice one person. Perhaps Dropper, eh?"[/color]