Ali was left in the hallway to wait and wonder if they were being put under the similar conditions. A perfect representation of her options; leaving the ruins of everything that happened behind her and going the only way forward. Because an A.I had imploded from her ship — yet she managed to find something more alien than the Oraborom; Raargorgathan’s sense of humor. Listening to minutes of incomprehensible jokes that he was broadcasting to her; pebbles of words tossed out into an endless flow of laughter. But while the one-sided small talk might’ve pierced more sensitive ears, it was a double-edged sword that hopefully lifted her spirits from the gravity of this situation. Perhaps the nitrous oxide leaking inside the room could spread his infectiousness. Or at least his antics would make him seem innocuous and the assumed effort to lighten the mood would be appreciated.

Maybe sounding pleased as punch was why both were bathing in a dark red light like they were swimming in a bowl of it. The room was bright as his grinning face, even as his claw picked something unsightly from between his teeth. Sitting behind dual screens displaying information that was only observable to the side facing him; the ETA to the designated planet and the A.I’s scan. Unknown to the A.I across from him and the holographic wall that separated them, potentially making Bri feel distance despite their relative spatial closeness. That is — if he hadn’t explained the entire setup earlier and why his concentration needed to be precise. But it went by as quick as his ability to process all of the necessary data, so the mechanical door would soon open up and they’d step out through the barrier. Most of his movements were subtle as he stood with his claws resting on his hips.

“Thanks for your understanding and patience. We’ll be landing within the hour." He said briefly scratching his stomach with his left claw. "My sensors indicated that there won’t be intelligent life here, but I'd suggest we stay close to avoid misfortune. In the meantime, you were concerned about supplies, yes? Then allow me to show you what I have in my storage. Oh, and refer to me by my abbreviated name, Rhaegar.” He held the same claw up and firmly patting his upper-chest. “That’s considered to be the highest sign of mutual trust from where I'm from  — which is required for an expedition. [b]Now. Ali, Bri, come.[/b]”

The request for them to follow him back into the docking bay was said with a blunt haste that might’ve sounded like an owner ordering his pets around. But if she wanted to survive, it was best to pick her battles carefully...
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Letting his wing span stretch out once he reached the docking bay, softly flapping them once as a gust of wind was casted forward from such a lackluster movement, probably messing up some hair. The purpose became clear as the sound of the satisfyingly [b]crack[/b] coming from his back. The quiet groan of relief didn’t help keep the mind pure, that had to have felt like getting flogged. But the brain hadn’t twisted into pretzels until he continued to lead the pair to the other large mechanical doorway. A pause — followed it opening up with the same procedure the last one did... 

“This is why I assured you not to worry about food or supplies...”

Entering the 'storage' would give her a complimentary whiplash from it having enough metal crates containing he knows what. The sheer enormous scale would make her brain do a double take; like how could this be the same vessel from the outside? It was just reasonably taller than your ship standing up, it didn’t have the girth of a typical cargo ship. But this detour served as a decent distraction as the speedy descent and eventual touchdown hadn’t even been noticed by pair.

When they’d eventually look upon this desolate wasteland in all its splendor, the earth-like atmosphere was eerily similar. The air was dry and a little lacking in comparison, but not as dire as the rocky desert would imply and it would still be breathable for Ali without any additional equipment. It had the same gravity and mild temperatures in spite of the hellish orange ash clouds covering the skies. There wasn’t any buildings and lifeforms in sight; only many steep and jagged rock formations, big to mountainous, jutting out from the ground like it was the world’s thorn. From the looks of it, there was even a wide river that reached up to the distance horizon, albeit nearly dried out. The planet’s shining sun was what would’ve likely drew the most awe. So identical that it gave you the feeling of reaching home, even though you were eons away...