Well, at least Suna picked up... though, by the sound of it, effective communication was going to be something they all needed to work on (not that he was in any position to judge, honestly). While Solar poked and queried Sean checked the location ping, trying to match it up to memory. Yeah, that was an area he tended to avoid -- the word to be heard was that bad things happened in that neighborhood, though specifics varied wildly from one story to another. 'Figures... nothing's ever easy.'
Fortunately, most of what Solar was fiddling with wouldn't do anything while the buggy idled in park... right up until she found her way to the Dust switches. Sean wasn't quite fast enough to intercept as she moved her hand there -- in the space between her flipping the switch and him flipping it back a plume of activated ice Dust coughed out of the rear exhaust and covered several feet of alleyway behind them in a slick sheen of frost.
"That would be the Dust injection I mentioned." He sighed, wondering how someone who didn't even know what a Scroll was would be able to manage a team. Still, he'd take Solar's ignorance over the drill sergeant type leader he'd been expecting. "We definitely gotta work on your knowledge base, boss. Here's the short version:" He pointed to his Scroll. "This does lots of different things, but the big one is it lets people talk to each other over long distances. I'm guessing Shade has one for you -- if not, we can get you a basic one fairly cheaply. They also," He held up the screen for her to see, displaying the map ping Suna had sent. "Work as a map -- Suna and I just talked, and it sounds like he's following a lead at this place. We should probably see what he's found, eh?"
"And as for these," He gestured to the buttons and switches on Gust Raider, resetting a few as he did. "I promise I'll go over every single one when we get around to having you drive, ok?" He was suddenly very grateful he put a pressure sensor into the driver's seat, as Solar changing the vehicle into catapult mode while they were both inside it would be... distinctly not good.
Slowly backing out of the alley -- to the sound of crunching ice beneath tires -- Sean just had to ask the inevitable question. "Where are you from, by the way? A long, loooong ways outside the kingdoms, I'm guessing?"
Even making good time, Sean and Solar wouldn't arrive until several minutes after Suna's entry into the booby trapped house. Dismounting the vehicle (and pulling out the key for good measure), Sean readied his grenade launcher as he surveyed the run down, dilapidated area. "I've heard bad things about this part of the city... we'd better be careful."