His heart stuck in his throat when the sounds of the ship landing nearby struck his ears, they weren't just here to obliterate. They were here to investigate. If they were confident enough to not only land their ship but get out and look in person they must be confident in their ability. As he shook the console and jammed buttons with his fingers, the silent sound of long and heavy footfalls came through the door. The sounds of his engine would be a dead giveaway, he couldn't fake that he didn't survive the crash with it running. So he stood there absolutely stunned for a moment, stuck in a fight or flight response. Fear and frustration didn't prevail, however. Instead, logic.

Dunnaman spoke out with a holler to the currently faceless footsteps outside of his ship, the corridors of the ship echoed his strange accent pretty loudly. Unintentionally so, but accidents happen. "Hold ahn! Ah'm commin' oht.  Ah'm armed, but ah c'not disarm. Tha thahng is tethered ter mah wayst! Ah've got mah hands raysed ah'll be no trahble!" The heavyset man did as he spoke, raising his arms above his head as a show of surrender. Or at least as a show of non-violent intent. "Ah can explahn everahthun', long'us yah let mah." 

It was ultimately unfortunate that he could not disarm, as the mace was tethered to his waist. If he had known what the mace actually implied, then he would not have kept it held so tightly to himself. If he had known that it was of the same make as the Engine, he wouldn't have brought it. But this kind of knowledge was impossible for him to carry, because even if he knew what the Engine was, he wouldn't know the correlation between the two.

Slowly but surely he strode down the hall of the ship, it wasn't too long a hall so it wasn't terribly long of a walk. It took him just a few moments to reach the end of the hall and at the doorway. His elbow knocked both sides of the door as he stepped out into the sunlight, the sweat from before glistening brightly as the sun struck his face. As his eyes adjusted to the sunlight again he was left partially blind, all that stood before him was an imposing figure as tall as himself. 

Though his eyes were squinted tightly together and unseeing, he kept his hands raised just in case they were worried he might go for the mace. "Yah say? C'not disarm mahself. Thah chain holds ter strong."