Unsurprisingly, the seating was rather spartan for side wall seats that were meant to go up and down for various configurations of the airship. With plenty of leg room to stretch though, Ulezan had somehow managed to fall asleep in a rather awkward position as he stuck an arm through the mesh backing of the seats to keep himself from lolling about as the aircraft maneuvered. Thankfully, the others were spared whatever sleeping sounds he might have made as the open mic in his mask was somehow covered.

Stirring slightly as someone spoke up amongst them though, he didn't seem to fully wake up until Chariot was actually introducing herself. Untangling his arm from the mesh and removing his mask, he blinked a few times while rubbing at his face before yawning. Pausing as he attempted to take a breath afterwards, he looked down at his mask and replaced it before tightening down the straps. There was the faint sound of him blowing on the mic as if attempting to clear it before he looked around at the others and raised a hand as well.

"Yoh. Codename Vlad or first name Ulezan, use whichever one you feel more comfortable with. I suppose I'd be the one Chariot there falls back to if things get a bit too dicey. Bit slower than most of you I reckon, but I can take a beating and patch up anyone that gets hurt. Personally I'm not Infected, but I've probably worked with more of them than not by now. Spent five with BSW a few years ago. Did some charity with the Confessers way before that. Lookin' forward to working with all of you." While it wasn't as bright as the redhead's own, he had a slight smile as he finished.