The captain sighed. "Avalanche, but you knew that much. We were low and slow enough t' catch some of it. Didn't do a lot o' damage, but it shook everything and everypony up, and we lost another. Blamed fool wasn't wearing his harness—said it was too much bother, apparently—and he was hanging out over the rail, trying t' get a look at something. The body's under too many tons of snow and rocks about now." The edge in her voice was subtle, but it wasn't difficult for the other pair to realize how hard she took the losses under her command.