[ Their uniforms are meant to adapt to the temperature, somehow. Breathable and insulating - an impressive kind of technology, but more meant for the chill of space than long hikes in the beating sun. Mostly, the long sleeves are just annoying after too long, and she quickly follows his lead in stripping off the top layer of her uniform and tucking into the side of her bag.

She glances over and takes the can from him, applying some of the spray to her arms and shoulders and a bit to her face. ]

It's not just the cave. It's this whole planet. The atmosphere's all messed up. [ She sighs, tucking her comm link into her bag and taking another few sips of water. ]

Scotty's gonna need to work a hell of a lot of magic to beam us back this time.