He then stepped out from where he was, his helmet on and it even seemed like parts of his armour had been fixed, but that shouldn't have been possible. "Trust me, an accident wouldn't kill me, they made sure of that when they... 'Trained' me, and if I wanted you dead, you would be." He growled, his visor shifting colours before he turned to go back outside. "I'm going out, also you, brute, I don't hate you, yet, so far you haven't done anything to prove I should hate you but it's also the same for if I should like you. So I don't care!" He said, waking back out towards the Wraith's, jumping in the least damaged ones cockpit.