Igam awoke with a start, as he popped up from his position on the floor of the escape pod, searching for a non-existent threat. For a moment he was confused as the where he was, but he quickly remembered the events of the [i]Kestrel of Luggnum[/i] and the escape pod. Igam checked his head for any obvious wounds, but found nothing, and reasoned he must be reasonably uninjured. Then he felt something. It was that trooper, he could feel her non-presence in the warp, and though she wasn't near enough to cause him harm, he still felt the need to shy away from her. 

Igam wrenched his gaze from the woman in red, and instead took in his surroundings. Outside the pod there was cloudy, grey sky and dirty, debris covered sand, as well as an ocean. "Coast," Igam spoke to himself, "Or an island. Either way, too warm," Igam tried to stand up, but found he was still too woozy for it, and instead leaned up against the opening of the pod. He called out a weary greeting to the group, "Still alive!"