Orin was now fully geared and ready to go as the door to the ship opened up onto the desert world before them, the hot wind rushing past him as he followed Jean outside. The sand was rather soft but he heard the cracking of dried earth below, good, that meant that the SHELLs wouldn't just sink the moment it touched down. That being said Jean was calling them out. "Ahh my baby. I missed you." He stated as the tank opened to allow the pilots, namely him, into the SHELL. Despite his big size, Orin nimbly climbed up[ onot his SHELL before looking over the sand dunes. "So, which way we heading? Also, who is riding with who?"