Donovan maneuvered himself within the confines of the cockpit in order to facilitate the now staggering influx of people. In a rather short frame of time the Captain, Medic, and even another specialist made their way inside. All of a sudden Donovan was starting to feel very crowded for no particular reason. He kept his mouth shut though, nodding to each of the men in turn. He chuckled just a little as Micheal left after the constant prodding from Lance. The groups numbers leveled out a little, it was just Captain Altair, himself, and specialist Shane. Donovan just kept listening to the two of them, every once and awhile letting his eyes dart out towards the scanners to stare out at the beauty of the planet they were orbiting. Donovan could never really get over how different Eve was from Adamros. To one degree or another Donovan started to miss the soaring spires, and extensive city-scape that was the planet of his birth. However, he had to admit (mainly to himself) that there was certainly something to be said for the mysterious splendor of the surface of Eve.<br/><br/>Donovan released a small sigh and turned towards the Captain, "Whats on the roster today Captain? Any news on what it is we are actually supposed to be doing out here?" He asked letting his back lean casually against one of the side walls. "If I may be honest. We have been out here for months and have little to no concept of what we are actually doing. I mean I'm sure surveillance is good and all, but why have a full military unit on standby for that purpose? It's not like the women from Eve are going to invade Adamros any time soon."