With so many moving parts to this operation, Tech has been hanging back somewhat. Gathering intel, watching for changes of the guard and movement of cameras is all part and parcel with his usual line of work, but the obvious absence of his brothers and no one giving direct orders makes it strangely more difficult for him to commit to a task. By now he's aware it's likely also to do with the chip implant, forcing him to choose his focus rather than split it as easily as he's been used to. It's annoying, but he deals. He really doesn't have much choice at the moment.

The voice that comes up on the comm channel strikes him as vaguely familiar, but he can't quite place it, nor does the name help cement things, and it's quickly dismissed as he turns his attention to the building, mentally drawing up the map of his current location and the best route around.

"Tech here. I'm heading towards your position," he replies, carefully making his way. It's still strange to be doing any sort of mission (or anything in general) without his usual gear, but at least it makes it a little easier to sneak around.