OOC: Danke Mef.IC:The Toa inside the canister heard the Matoran of Water knock, and looked about wildly, tying to figure a way out. After a few seconds, a fragment of his memories, a long-lost sliver of his training came back to him. He reached out, and pressed his palm upon a glyph. Outside, the canister's capsule door opened, and the dazed Toa started to climb out of the pod, dazed by the great light of the day, light that his eyes have not seen for at least two decades of being in stasis. Auron looked about, nothing known to him, except his name, and that the being in front of him is a Matoran.He raised his empty hands, aware that his weapon was on his back, attempting to seem harmless, "Hel-lo," He said, unsure whether the Matoran spoke the same language or not.