With Austin hidden, Halani breathed a sigh of relief. Quickly, the woman moved over to the crater formed from the man's fist just moments ago and fell beside it. A bit of swift work with the dirt had her appearing dirtied and bruised. Even from below, Austin would be able to hear the army approach, and when they did, Halani called out to them in that same language he couldn't understand. Their chanting and shouting stopped, only for several voices to ring out in lively conversation.

Much time would pass before Austin finally heard the footsteps of the army once again, their staggered movements still causing light quakes in the ground from sheer numbers. No sooner than those footsteps grew distance did Halani appear, hanging from the formation she told Austin to hide under. "Lusa. Drao mayja," she spoke and beckoned to him with her hand, then pulled herself up once again. Once Austin was out of the hole, she'd take him back to the wreckage.

Back at the landing point, he would find much of the debris that had been scattered when he woke up was taken by the passing army to inspect at a later time. There were still things to be found, however, depending on what he might be looking for.

Halani simply watched as Austin looked around, keeping an eye on him but also wondering what he might be looking for. At the same time, she listened to their surroundings, to be sure none of her people were heading back this way. She wasn't confident she could explain herself if they found her with the target, at the crash, cooperating. When he spoke to grab her attention, Halani cocked a brow.

"Staahhhskwall?" she repeated, in an attempt to sound it out. The word was strange to her, but she understood what he was saying - at least, she believed she did. The vessel through which he came here, that must have been its name. Then, he pointed above, saying "space" where she thought he meant the sky, though perhaps it was close enough. Though the look on her face was one of disbelief, she did not doubt him. She simply doubted this was all real, that beings did come to her land from above.

During his immediate search, Austin would quickly find, hidden, both an initiative-issue blade and firearm. They were slightly damaged, and under a fair amount of dirt, but would be usable with little issue. Around the area, he would also be able to find various pieces of initiative armor - namely the helmet, gauntlets, and boots - hanging from the trees or also buried in the dirt, that he could wear if he so chose.

Before too long, from above, Austin would hear a strained voice call out, "C-captain..!" In surprise, Halani looked up, drawing her blades once more. Before she could take a step, however, a man would fall from the trees and upon his back in the dirt. He let out a strained groan and coughed up a fair amount of blood, but after a short struggle, he could make it to his feet. Using the tree behind him for support, he called out to Austin once more.

"C-captain Huntsman, you're alright!" he said, happily, but groaned out in disdain as he saw Halani. Without hesitation, he reached for the pistol holstered on his side and aimed it shakily toward her. "W-watch out, sir!"

"Th-they're savages, sir!" The man shouted, a whirring sound being heard from his pistol as it charged up. He didn't fire yet, his grip still shaky but firm. "These people see us as invaders! The - the rest of my crew, they're all gone, they're... These BASTARDS took them and we need to get them back!" He wiped some sweat from his brow as he shouted, spit flying from his chapped lips as he did so. Halani knew nothing of what he said, however, and simply offered a confused stare in response.

"Drec uha ec rocdanelym, Austin," she said slowly and quietly, then began to return her blade to her side. Deliberately, her legs would spread and her hands would raise, palms facing out and open, to show she meant no harm. Sweat dripped down the side of her head, however, as she was uncertain of how things would continue.

"Listen to me, Captain, we have to find them. We have to make her tell us where they are. She's one of them! She'll know!"

There was a long moment of silent, only stained by the whirring of the man's pistol in his shaky hand. After the tense period had passed, he lowered his gun to his holster, groaned, and spun on his heel to punch the tree behind him out of frustration. "God damn it!" he growled through gritted teeth, then turned back around to face Austin and Halani. "It's us or them, Captain. You'll see it sooner or later. I'll play along for now, but the moment she turns on us, I'm putting her in the dirt."

The man limped forward slowly, before seating himself on a rock. Halani looked between him and Austin with a confused expression. "Austin?" she started, not quite knowing how to continue. The language barrier posed enough of a problem, and she figured that was enough.

"I know at least... two others were alive, and they were taken by... I dunno who. A scouting party, maybe. They came just before that last group rode through. I only got away because..." his voice trailed off. That was something he wasn't going to continue, just now. "... anyway, we can't let any of ours be alone out here. It's a dangerous place."

The man shrugged, scoffing, in response to Austin's words. It was obvious he was frightened, terrified of their current situation. He just handled it in a vastly different way than what Austin would. "Don't let that idealism get us all killed." Austin was shot one more cautionary glance, before the man only focused on tending to the wounds he'd sustained in the fall. Austin and Halani would be left home for the moment.

After Austin spoke, Halani took a moment considering what he said. "Staskwal, space," she repeated, still struggling with the words. The gestures helped, and thankfully it didn't take too long for her to understand. "Halani, dra Nacecdyhla." She moved over to a tree, in which the bark was scratched and branded in a way, to bear the Nacedyhla Emblem. Perhaps this was a method of marking territory. The expression on Halani's face told what her mouth could not, that she wished it would be easier to talk. However, this was their situation, and she accepted that.

"Dra lyhouh," she continued, speaking and pointing out to the cliff near the canyon they were previously at. Using her hands, she balled one fist, then used a finger from the other hand to show something breaking off of what the fist was to signify. While she had her fist going forward, she dragged her finger to the side, hoping Austin might understand what it meant