Tank stepped out of the climate controlled jet and stretched in the welcome heat, he was Israeli after all, he was born in a desert environment, trained there, lived there, and even had sex there.  He was quite adjusted to heat, in all its natural aspects.  Noticing Mea's look, he grinned at her stupidly, "What, not hot enough for you?" he quipped at her and stepped down to the Taxi.  He clapped her lightly on the shoulder as he passed and squeezed into the middle seat.