[Rebecca walks over to her bags, throwing one over her shoulder and picking the duffel bag up by the handles. Tools clink together and she might have a bit of an excess, but she doesn't want any second trips. She needs everything together for this, just any boost to their chances on the first try. Smiling at him she heads for the door, picking her knife sheath off the kitchen table as she goes.]
Alright, let's kick ass. Or you kick ass and I rip tech apart but y'feel me?