[The heat isn't so terrible, at his caste his blood is fairly cool but the little light that does show through the leaves is terrible and Equius winces every time it touches his face.]

[A snarl, bowing his head, he quickly moves to pull his hair up in a pony tail and breathes deep. His sweating problem will seem normal in this heat, he's already flooding every step with the salty liquid.]

What the blue blazes, I don't- Ugh, this is extremely discomforting, those Initiative fools are toying with us. How execrable. [He glances at this... blue coloured woman- appealing to look at, yes, except that hair- And nods.]

Yes, you're right, We should try to find something more open and less- [Snarls as some mud caking his steel toed boot-] Dirty.