Rowan squatted, leering out the window as the ship zoomed onward. He checked his hood, and to his pleasure, it remained on his head where he left it. He looked around to the others. "Tell me you aren't hostile, if you would be so kind." He tugged at his cloth wraps and furs to align them, gauntlets being set in place. Rowan had hundreds of thoughts and scenarios on his mind, but this was only reflected in his mouth, as he bit his lip and looked onward to Earth.