Irahl has never been more thankful for the fact that his physiology is different from that of entirely-mortal beings, because it is sweltering out here. Even during the worst of the sunbaked days in the ruins of home, there hadn't been this kind of heat.

He might not be susceptible to heat stroke in the same way a human would, but he's not exactly comfortable in all of the sun-absorbing layers he's wrapped in. The fact that he could not be farther from any sources of his elements is making him feel a little sick on top of it. It would be an understatement to say that he's looking forward to his new uniform.

And speaking of new uniform, he's rather surprised to see Jandru kitted out like the rest of them when they reappear. He had suspected that they do more than just handle administrative work around here, but it somehow hadn't occurred to him that they're this involved.

Even so, he certainly doesn't acknowledge their return, especially after that comment. He's more than happy to let Finn cover it. He stays right where he is, leaning against the wall, not straightening up and standing at the ready until the approaching vehicle gets quite close.