Ray rolled his eyes, and looked back at Gib. "We've got injured and a mech's on the way. Friggin' great." He looked back down to Katya. Weighing his options, Ray placed a small syringe in her grasp. "Take that, and get away. I've got something to deal with." He grunted slightly, as Gib picked up the raccoon, and placed him in the cockpit. Ray then turned, and started towards the apparent rogue mech, piping up over radio. "This is Rayleonarde Blackburn, Class 3 Pathfinder Scout hailing the rogue mech near my position." At this, all guns were brought to bear, but did not fire, at the mech. "State your business."