Please put him to work on his own birthday so he does not feel like he's being entirely useless, thank you.

"Of course." As he removes the helmet from his head and climbs off the bike, he's... careful, to not seem like he's really expecting something to be coming his way, but at the same time he also doesn't seem to be too bewildered about what they could be setting up in the middle of the wilds, where there were no other offworlders around. Helmet carefully set aside, here are his ands, empty and ready to receive whatever bounties are passed his way. "Just load me up and point me where I need to go."