Sensoriums full of war simulations? That didn't do much in ways of narrowing the list of who the technology was responding to. More often than not it was some battle or training session when Jr. popped into them. Not that it was a really surprising thing - everyone needed to keep sharp after all.

So making his way through the chaos was clearly the best way to try and find a familiar face. Ducking behind trees and jumping out of the way of flying debris (damn some of those pieces looked sharp and painful was how Jr. spent most of his time moving through that and to the mountain. He wondered briefly if he should conjure up his unit to get a faster and probably safer view of the scene before he spotted Lash.

"Oh. You've got all that stuff going down below?" he asked after he sucked in a breath, glad to be. Well. Out of it.