Jonathan swore loudly, cursing the world in general as he checked the channel he was broadcasting on. After confirming that he hadn't, in fact, been on a private channel like he thought he was, the insomniac pilot hit another switch. All of the external speakers on the Reichsritter turned off at once, leaving open only the private channel directly to the Moloch. Metal pistons creaked as he accelerated toward the newest threat, catching only the barest hints of speech over the distance and the rumbling footsteps of the charging giant. The huge suit's over-large thrusters opened fully about halfway to the target sniper, barely getting into speaking range in time to hear clearly "...Junkyard?". Jonathan grunted something about idiocy under his breath, before ramming the power to his thrusters up to maximum and letting the resulting discharge of heat and force launch him forward, closing the distance much faster than anything of that size should move.