There had been an individual sitting next to Luke, one who hadn't moved and very possibly could have been dead from the stillness that followed his awakening. However he became a flurry of motion near instantly.

One minute he was strapped to his seat and the next, Mikaela had grabbed his backpack, pulled his hood up and had exited the ship like he couldn't get off fast enough. He would much rather deal with the sun than the scent of blood trapped within the metal body of the ship. Forget going through the backpack to discover what was in it or attempting to look for a weapon.

Mika didn't even stop when he literally bumped into Luke on his way out. He may or may not have knocked in him with more weight than he meant to but the blond hadn't taken the time to stop or even apologize.

In fact, he didn't stop until the smell of metallic had faded to nearly non-existent. That put him a good way away from the ship. Only then does Mika pause under the shade of the trees and leaned over to breath in through his mouth several times. To others it certainly may appear as if he just had a panic attack at the sight of dead bodies though who could possibly guess the truth of the matter?