From what Hunter told him, his homeplanet looked like a literal hell. Living in the caves, unthinkable temperatures on the surface... it all made sense. Now if he just added a few stories about strange creatures with hoofs and horns and Farid would start with praying. He wanted to make some witty remark about it, but he decided to rather not. Farid himself was a little bit touchy when it came to his homeplanet and didn´t want to offend his roommate so early.

It also seemed that Hunter had even more fighting experience than Farid. He actually fought again UP-DC, not some desert raiders with no real weaponry that couldn´t even scratch the mechs. It had to be fighting one whole new level and Farid wanted to know more about it. He was interested in what was it like, to fight the "real" deal. He wanted to question Hunter further, maybe over a dinner, but the boy called it first. 
"Is the food only thing you think about?" Farid laughed. "But I have to admit I am pretty hungry too. It was long flight after all. Just let me take something from my b..." with these words, he started searching through his small luggage until he found a small sack of red-ish spice. The taste pf his home... 
"Alright, we can go now."