Lyullia frowned at the sight of their soon-to-be captain. She'd expected someone more professional, and not someone who thought they didn't need to wear armour of even a shirt. Lyullia idly wondered if their captain had ever been shot in the chest. Probably not, since then they'd probably understand the importance of wearing at least something to cover it.

Then another person arrived, apparently a last-minute addition to the team. Judging by the way they addressed the Captain the two had met before. But at least this person understood the importance of wearing clothes.

"I guess that makes everyone then, huh." Lyullia mutters. "Can we get going now?"