They entered one of the parts of the ship Lucky hadn’t seen before—a hangar, as it happened, hidden inside what would’ve held the lifting gas if this had been a real zeppelin. There was apparently no gas in here, or at least none she could see. There were a few all-terrain vehicles, with tools or weapons mounted to their tops, along with the single functional jumper. They all crammed themselves inside, including Forerunner. The jumper had already been packed with supply crates, so there weren’t enough seats for everyone.