[ oh cool. metal men from the sky. that's not dredging up any bitter memories from juno about how the hell he got here in the first place. he covers his eyes a minute because boy that's a fuckton of sand and he's not all that keen about getting it in places it doesn't belong when it's already well and situated there along with the seawater (#thanksxistentia).

whoever it is though sounds awfully chipper and isn't about the whole "shoot first, ask questions later" so steel is going to take what he can get, even if it's with a wary eye. he grabs the gauntlet and hauls himself up. ]

I'm fine. Just always had sensitive lungs, especially when people go flinging sand around everywhere while making a flashy landing like that. Nice one. Ten outta ten.