The youngest member of the group was the third one to exit the vehicle. Having taken the time to go back to the Trunk and recover a rather large staff of some sort, which he proceeded to clip over his shoulder using an equipment harness.
His black body-glove armor melded with the darkness, but his pale skin struck out. His eyes, concealed behind a slim photo-visor, give but a passing glance to his surrounding, focusing instead on the remainder of the squad.
He remains stoic: saying nothing, he turns his attention to the keys in Red's hand then to the door to which they belong to.