Going Home Again [Open]

She shifted forward in her seat. "Unfortunately it's going to take us a while. It's close to a nine hour flight between Cairo and Gibraltar." She looked almost apologetically at the two. "We could have gotten a car I suppose, but then it would have taken us days."

"I'd try and get a little rest if you can. Once we get there, things are going to start going pretty quickly."

"I'll be honest long car rides make me just as sick as rocky plane flights, I'm thinking it might just be motion sickness," Jack said with a frown. He settled back in. "Ana's right, we should make use of the time, rest, consider the mission, and check equipment when we hit dirt it's a quick march 15 miles." And if you think Jack won't run this like a military drill you had another thing coming. He adjusted his position and leaned on McCree.

"Feel free to use my shoulder if you want to McCree," he said casually, as he'd already decided he was going to use the Cowboys.

Rest. That sounds great. McCree actually enjoys that little plan. Though it's true. Might as rest now or not for a long while as they work on this mission. As Jack leaned against him, Jesse couldn't help but to smile slightly to himself. "Good idea, ma'am," he'll respond as he leans against Jack as well. It's going to take a while to get where they need to go so might as well just relax.

"Of course," he said rather quietly as he shifts just a bit to get more comfortable, using his hand to fix his hat a bit just so it can hide his face. Jesse then made a low noise, closing his eyes before dozing off moments later.

Even though they seemed to be trying to not make a big deal out of it, the overly familiar behavior between the two hadn't escaped her notice. She smiled slightly, it was good to see they hadn't been alone.

She shifted and stretched out a bit, pulling her legs up into the seat next to her. She always had been able to sleep anywhere... It had been far more useful when she was younger, however, and every noise and bump even on the best of nights didn't seem to snap her awake again, hypervigilente and guarded. Well... She would do the best she could.

Jack knew all about hyper-vigilance as he unlatched the hold on his gloves and hooked them together. The flashes of memory that bled into the present were enough to make him worry for the safety of his friends. He couldn't exactly stash the guns away at the moment so best to just make sure he had time to wake up before he was reaching for them. He took a deep breath. No one was getting shot today. He hoped.

"See you all on the pavement," he murmured before closing his eyes more intending to just meditate in his own way, a full nap might leave him feeling a bit loagey. Best to stay in the state between sleep and awareness for a while. Safer too.