Long fang continued to poke and prod at the machinery, growing more and more angry at each passing moment. Slapping down his devices, he tapped the controls to give orders to keep a tracker on the device, waiting for it to transmit before tracking it, ready to auto pilot it to the destination. He wandered out and waved off The wanderer from the reactor, wordlessly gesturing for him to follow. He then walked out and observed all of the fellows assembled around his ship. "Well, what are you lot doing here? Best to load up, I think we might have something to track to an enemy that's been following us for a while."