Burrow waited at the side of the corridor for the pack of drones to pass by, taking the opportunity to shift the position of the brown saddlebag he’d commandeered from the Stores. Behind him Aphid did the same, the other soldier making loud smacking noises with her lips while she did. Waiting for the five drones to pass, each one looking back at Aphid with furrowed eyes, Burrow fixed her with a look. 