Vykk let out a huff as he stumbled forward from her impact into him.<br/>He then spun on the ball of his right foot as his hand dropped to his blaster, when he saw that it was her and not some land predator attempting to eat him he released the grip of his blaster "<span style="font-style: italic">Shab </span>kid!" he exclaimed "You scared the<span style="font-style: italic">haran</span>out of me" he added binding over at the waist with his hands braced on his knees breathing hard not realizing that he had been holding his breath.<br/>After a few seconds he stood back up and remembered the imposing figure he cut and removed his helmet and hung it on his gun belt next to his left gun.<br/>He thought about the transmission he heard part of and tried to remember if it said they were searching the jungle yet, against his better judgement he took out a tactical light and also hung it from his belt shining dimly at the ground. “Sorry, if the lights to much I’ll turn it off” he said reaching a hand out to her “I find most folks like to see when it’s dark”<br/>He looked her over noting the mud and other muck that was on her clothes and felt instantly bad about the flash grenade he rolled in to the hut and decided that in the morning he would get the poor kid some new clothes, he left his armored hand hanging between them in a silent offer to help her up.