Hanerlin nodded, he did not take thr offence at the comment, he was a few years older and had taken ernough harm to be out of active duty, he had lost limb and eye in service. "Aye, I ain't the youngest, I know ropes, winches and rails. I definitely see if we can rig up an hoist system to speed up loading, a few good blocks and tackle and a few men can lift 500 or 1000 pounds, maybe turn some of fortress logistics to our side if yoy can." He added hopefully to Charmer, he did not want to sit about and watch and let others do the fighting alone but understood the needs of mission came before the needs of the person. 

"I'll do my duty, even if you set me running a hoist. If they have any blocks n rope inside, they aways come im handy. Use wem, take em, anything you can. That place shoudl have rails, carts...somthing to move heavy cargo." He nodded. He would leave the combat to the younger men If he needed to... or the much older.  Well more able bodied anyway. 

"I'd we get all the gold we can and have opertunity, a mountain gun would not bad, single peice ammo should be compact ernough" That would be a nasty suprise for a ground mission or another shirship expecting them only to carry machine guns he mused, who expect them to have light guns.