Hunter was also Marauder pilot, seemed like they preferred a similar style of fighting. They had at least something in common, since they backgrounds varied so greatly. Farid could only imagine how hard it had to be to live under surface. He was used to vast plains and scorching sun and to live without those things seemed terribly weird. Farid also realized why did the guy wore his goggles, he just wasn't used to normal light.

"Yes, my planet is just a one huge desert with a few oasis. People there try to terraform it into something greener, but it will take a least few decades before it will be anywhere close to decent living." speaking about his home, Farid had felt surprisingly homesick. It might a be backwater hole, but it was still his home and he might never see it again. 
"Have you ever piloted a mech? In fight, I mean." Farid asked, hoping to change the subject. "I did once. It was just a small skirmish and I was scared shitless, but the adrenalin felt amazing."