Quatre is, by all accounts, probably the least equipped of the five when it comes to handling terrain of this nature. That's not to say he can't manage, just that he doesn't manage quite as well as the others do. It's not really his strong suit. There's one thing Quatre does have going for him in all this. He's used to the heat, despite everything he's not even broken a sweat yet. Though even Quatre would agree this place is a little too warm for comfort.

Luckily, if nothing else? Quatre happens to be stubborn as hell and not the sort to give up. So he makes his way, slowly and with great care. It's with no small amount of relief that he spies Wufei in a similar situation. Though Wufei is certainly a lot faster at navigating their current challenges than Quatre is. Fortune smiles on Quatre in that he finds the other pilot during a lull in the journey so he's free to jog over to Wufei's side.

"Wufei! It's always a pleasure."

What? Now is totally a fine time for manners and pleasantries! Why wouldn't it be?