<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Before they could even relax that they had been given the tiniest amount of mercy, they were falling right back into danger. Maggie watched as the men decided who should go release the cargo so they would have a better chance at landing and was glad to hear Curtis would not be allowing Moore to do the job. He was far too injured and so when the older man tasked her with keeping Moore in the chair, she nodded dutifully, a hint of a smirk gracing her lips at Moore’s response to it. It was good to hear he would be amiable to Curtis and his instructions; it made her job all the easier.<br/>
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After watching Curtis disappear into the bowels of the ship, Maggie returned her attention to the goings-on of the cabin. The reactor had returned, much to her dismay, and slid down to the planet’s atmosphere, its detonation releasing a huge blast of light and energy. She looked away automatically, turning her face from the bright light, but it meant not being prepared for the harsh shockwave that jolted the entire ship. Before she could help it, Maggie released a cry of surprise as they were all slammed sideways. Luckily Andrijan was a fine, reactive captain and was already on the move to try to rectify the situation before Maggie could fully understand what had just happened to her.<br/>
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It was what she saw when her eyes opened and gazed upon a gaping hole that truly terrified and struck her. She only saw it for an instant, but it was long enough for her to understand. Air seemed to have trouble moving to her throat so she could alert the others of Curtis’s disappearance, but Moore quickly figured it out and she felt her heart jerk for the man and the realization his friend was gone. Nothing could be done however, and Andrijan seemed to understand that faster than Moore did. Maggie watched in bewildered silence as the younger man lingered to study where the older had once stood.<br/>
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Her gaze followed Moore when he stepped away from the doorway and she silently wished she had words or a gesture that could help alleviate the pain he was obviously feeling. Nothing could be done however, they didn’t even know if they would survive or join Curtis in whatever possible afterlife became of them. “Is there anything I can do to help?” She called out instead, knowing the ship was probably much more difficult to fly with only two sets of hands. She just didn’t know how to do any of it and with everything currently falling upon them, a crash course without the pun intended was unlikely to happen.</span>