Raddek was impressed, not expecting her to have a similar amount of ordnance as he did. He had been an avid hunter of xenos fauna as a young man, but any real taste of combat other than clan raids happened when he enlisted in the Imperial military. Back on Fortus, he had never had as much equipment as he or Vasthi had now. The fighting there had been fierce, through both urban and jungle environs, though far more of the former when on campaign. For five years he had fought over a hundred miles of land in trenches, behind buildings, and through the brush, concrete and organic. By the end of the conflict, he'd racked up enough bounties and taken enough equipment from the fallen to amass himself a sizeable portion of money to redistribute into weapons and armor, and a few years later he decided to try his luck on this planet. 

"My homeworld had a harsh environment, with beasts and storms and freezing temps. I learned how to survive there, and then I shipped off to fight in the big city on Fortus, during the Valkyrie War." He explained, expecting her to understand the context. Even if she didn't, she could figure out he was ready for combat, regardless. Raddek shrugged, his massive shoulders rising and falling like upending mountains. "I couldn't pass this up either." 

He got his feet and decided he wanted a bit more in the way of supplies. Not weaponry, but food wise. He went to the flashfridge and opened it, pulling out a few packets of water mix and dried up fruits to put in his bag. 

"Once we get down there, don't eat any plants until we find some locals to ask about them. Provided they're friendly." He told her. Most anything meat would be ok to eat as long as they cooked it, and they had some antidotes for various types of poison if need be. The problem was, the problem would be they didn't know which poisons. "We should be just twelve clicks from a ruin we might use to find a guide or some more supplies. The first day ought to be easy."