The return from the Cradle was as much of a relief this time as it had been after the event months ago. During the time spent waiting and advising from a distance, he had almost forgotten how much he hated that damned place, but it seemed that the Cradle had saw fit to remind him of that fact. Truly, he wanted to avoid entering it at any cost, by this point. 

While he had been given soldiers to escort him in the Cradle, he would not be keeping a full armed guard for his entire stay with the Humans. The context of his assignment to their team made a repeat of the last incident quite unlikely. Nevertheless, he had improved his capability to defend himself. He would be wearing a shield unit at all times, and as soon as he had boarded the Rothian dropship awaiting him at the embassy, he was able to arm himself with a proper Rothian sidearm. 

The flight into orbit was a short one, and unlike the other times he had went to and from Outremer, his transfer through customs was also a quick and efficient affair. Given that he was associated with an expedition of great importance to Outremer’s government, his ship was also tagged with the appropriate priority. The orbital dockyards his dropship approached were massive, military stations that serviced equally massive warships. Other, smaller patrol vessels constantly meandered between larger battleships, carriers, and orbital defense platforms. Outremer was among the most well-defended planets that Humanity possessed, and they made sure to show that fact as clearly as possible.