Seeing the familiar vertibird, Vernon puts his head in his hand.
"Well, dammit. I guess Wilson's back..."
Vernon, fully armored in his suit of armor, approaches the landed vertibird. His golden combat visor swaps to a blue color as he scans the vertibird for people, as well as cargo. The first thing he picks up is the sign, and that tells him absolutely everything he needs to know. He swaps back to his combat visor, and walks to the opening of the vertibird's cargo bay.
"Wilson, you crazy bastard! The hell are you doing back at the old stomping ground?"
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