[ John turned sharp on his heel ready to walk the wall back in the other direction when Jason spoke to him, dragging him out on what he had zeroed in on outside the compound's borders. Burning orange visor dim in the low light bobbed as he sized the other guy up. ]

Nice mask.

[ Even through that flat delivery, there was some genuine appreciation if not curiosity behind the comment. That mask was an odd thing to behold; how it was seamless and perfectly oblong standing out stark against the otherwise nondescript outfit. ]

Movement.

[ John then pointed out to the treeline that for anyone else would just be a shapeless inky black and dark green mass. ]

Two maybe three unknowns spotted less than a klik southeast until ten minutes ago I've tracked them coming in as close as the perimeter at twelve o'clock.

[ Show off. ]