[Whoever he's flagged has a heavy but slightly elevated heartrate and an oddly uneven gait despite the footsteps sounding solid, clanks slightly with metal that both does and doesn't sound like weaponry, and smells like leather and kevlar. Also tense, if Matt can tell that.]

All right.

[The Soldier plucks up the flash drive in its flesh hand and tablet in its left, metal hand, finds the right slot, and plugs them together, waiting for any files within to load. And because the Soldier has picked up on this guy being blind, it does so without being silent about it. The plates in its arm shift and whir a little with the movement, its feet shift. Seems polite not to leave the guy literally in the dark.]