The acoustics in the hangar are not ideal for having private conversations, and right now it is playing host to a deep, gravelly voice. The tone of the voice seems like it is trying to keep quiet, but that's utterly impossible, and it is instead magnified to many times its actual volume. "I'm tellin ye' Bill," it says, "they'll know somethin' about him here. Don't ye fret." The voice is accompanied by syncopated footsteps, or at least, one step and one loud clunk.