"Okay," James squeaked. "C-can it... not be today? I'm... I dunno how much more I have in me, Dust. Running like this... I'm not really cut out for it. Explorers... lots of better explorers than me. I'm just supposed to be good with words." That, and she didn't know the answer to what had happened. The Forerunner would know. Hopefully, when she got a moment alone to get her gear back out, it could tell her.