Marcus watched her go, feeling a bit disappointed in the way that had gone.  Eventually though he returned to the others and the next few hours sent by at a snail's pace.  They consisted of getting assigned bunks and quarters, getting checked over by the ship's doc, their gear being stashed, and finally dismissal to eat. 
Marcus's squad consisted of himself and three others, who all cane into the mess hall dressed in fatigue pants and short sleeved shirts, one of them barefoot and two others wearing matching ball caps. All shared a variety of bandages and bruises but we're considerably more cleaner then they had been upon arrival.
Marcus eased himself away from the group hesitantly upon seeing Rin, saying something to the squad leader before he made his way to her table.  The squad sat a little ways away.  
"Hey,". He said with a sigh as he sat down.