Steadily, over the course of the infosec checks and docking maneuvers, Cade gears up in a methodical manner. Every think has a place and a purpose, in the best spot known through repetition and practice. It's a simple concept, if you do something methodically in practice, even if it feels less-than-natural, it will become natural under stressful situations and crunch time.
Shard pistol on his strong carry side, vibroblade inverted upon the small of his morph's back, monofilament sword sheathed just over his right shoulder, with needful utilities spread throughout his smart vacsuit.
[Dinah, are all systems in the green]
[Systems check confirms, Cade]
"I'm good to go," states Cade as he heads to join the docking party. "Although let's not rush in, always nice to check for any unnetworked party favors left behind."
It's only paranoia if no one is out to get you, right?