"That sounds like a good warmup, now that I'm back," Ordo says, wriggling his neck with a crack. He flexes his arms and the muscles quite literally grow, his hands turning a pale orange color. "Welcome aboard, Jit." He offers a hand, having forgotten to introduce himself. "I'm Ordo, by the way." His hand is strange - all of a sudden - only three bulky fingers, and the whole arm looks too large for the rest of his body.