"Hrm." It was a bit surprising to hear that some of the others barely had any experience, but then again lives could be rather harsh. A year or two of work did not mean someone had not been fighting or surviving for many before that, and hopefully that could translate over to working in a team environment. With the varying levels of enthusiasm and tones coming through with each individual introduction though, it seemed that this was a rather colorful group of individuals. 

Waving to acknowledge Strix's nod, Vlad glanced towards Mule before saying, "Shame ya don't have someone else to split duties with. Between Mule and I here, I think we'll have no problem shielding the si-" Cut off as he bounced in his seat thanks to the sudden spike of turbulence, he grumbled a bit as he rubbed his head from where it had smacked into one of the stanchions currently hanging off the walls. As expected of an aircraft outside the civilian market, it was designed in some rather annoying ways.

While he couldn't say he had ever experienced a flight this bad before, Vlad wasn't unused to situations that were just as chaotic. So as he craned his head just slightly and whistled at the impressive sight of their new base of operations and home, Vlad spared a glance around at the other Operators to see how they were coping with the tumultuous arrival. Despite the cacophony of noise, he nonetheless still found the voice to try and strike up a conversation.

"OR-6 in the Lungmen Guard? How the heck did they let ya go? Last I heard, they were hurtin' for people," Vlad spoke up as he raised an eyebrow at Dragoon. Wincing a bit as the alarm came on again with a piercing wail, he yanked the mask off once the plane started to drop into the Vindsvalr itself and took a deep breath. Rubbing at the slight indentation made by the wearing the mask, he chuckled briefly and replied to Chariot. "Well, no one needed a barf bag at the least. Would've made for a bad first impression."

Unstrapping from his seat the moment the plane had settled down, Vlad grabbed his belongings as he stood. Seated near the front of the cargo compartment, he looked between his fellow Operators and waited for the rest of them to exit the plane before he would leave last.