Miles put on the armor and turned off the air filter. "Name's Miles, Fourth District Saint and soon to be out of here." He picked up the rifle and looked it over. "Nice to get a close look at some Human kit, looks solid. Just wish I could have something I'm used to." Looking over at the others he spoke in a jovial tone and said "But hey, I guess it's still point and pull the trigger, so nothing too complicated."
He then picked up the spare batteries and then extended his arm out into the empty air. The integrated blade in his arm shot out to it's full length and he adjusted his armor "I was half expecting the blade to tear through a part of this." He said, then retracted the blade.
With that he walked off of the shuttle and looked around at the ship.