The sounds of battle were expected; the sound of wrenching metal, the gate being smashed into, was not. Zechs turned his head, distracted for a moment, considering the variables going on here.

They didn't have an infinite amount of time - he needed to get inside the station and help activate the shield. Zechs doubted that his skills there were the best on the train, but he at least could lend a hand, having some background here.

"Keep me updated," Zechs told him briskly, and then went inside the station to investigate. It was, unsurprisingly, in terrible disrepair.