Nathan, after getting his bird. . . healed? It was certainly alive, but how their healing methods worked on something with metallic flesh was beyond him . . . figured he would grab a few medical supplies for the GAOs in case anything went wrong in a training battle. The pilot headed back out to the yard, eager to show off his catch. It wasn't the most enormous thing around, but it was still fairly large and very impressive-looking. He noticed two of the other cadets in the yard, and broke into a jog to move up to them. "So, how did your hikes go?" He hadn't cleaned himself up yet; Nathan figured that his appearance would do the talking as to how his trek into the woods went.