Jayson Redfield snarls a bit and pulls away. Then he jabs a finger at Grax's chest. "You're a Nebulan, aren't you?" he questions in a low tone. "I thought I recognized you." Fairway approaches from the south. You say, "Sergeant Redfield?" Skullcruncher frowns and pushes Jayson's accusing finger away with a hand. "It's a shame your astounding observation skills are being wasted in what can only be described as the Knock-off Autobot force. Perhaps you should consider a career change?" M978 Tanker Truck is still around, looking for any fuel sources. M978 Tanker Truck looks up and spots fairway.