"That," he shouted while pointing up, "is Hamlet. Big guy is the only thing I trust besides a few others from the Key. But Hamlet? He's had my back for a while now." The VTOLs began to descend, lowering the large storage container to the earth gently near Sidewinder and the agent. Yorick glanced over and crossed his arms, cocking an eyebrow from beneath his mask. "Now I hate boxing him up and shipping him here, but he's too big for any transport car that was coming down from orbit. Rubicon ain't anything special. PMC, bigger is better, that whole shtick. But the Trayven? See, the info I have says that they have some kind of ability to disable all tech. Exosuits and the like, gone just like that I think. And that, my friend, is where Hamlet comes in."