Once Jack said that she may have found him, Ryder became ecstatic, literally leaping off the cliff and landing, two metal hands on the scrap heap, the last two, and most on his weight on his feet, making a thundering slam and indenting his feet about 3 inches into the soft ground. He almost immediately began to pry at the hulk, his armored and powered paws, rending metal to crack open the shell.

Hay let his head fall down once again. He knew this was illogical. He was military, even if he wasn't a soldier. He should have not lost his cool like that. And while he still wasn't "cool" he was getting a tad better. And who knows, Ryder has a knack for doing things, they shouldn't be that far behind.