Though Moore hadn't quite figured it out yet, Maggie had something of a calming effect on him, grounding him and preventing that final thread of composure from being cut and allowing himself to spin into pointless despair.  Her suggestion to bury Andrijan somehow tricked him out of the sneaky grief spiral that his brain had trapped him in.  There was work to do, and it wasn't going to get done lying around on his back waiting for the world to end, so as her hand squeezed his arm tightly, he leaned up slowly, giving her a soft nod.  "Yeah, that's a good idea."<br/><br/>Moore pulled rolled onto his side gingerly, grimacing at a tender spot on his ribs that rolled across the corrugated iron floor.  He'd nearly forgotten about his little tumble as the sharp pain had been superseded by a general ache across his entire body overwhelming the pain receptors in his brain, and the kind of adrenaline that only kicked in after you woke up from something that absolutely should have killed you.  Groaning as his palms met the floor, he pushed back up onto his hands and knees, a long shuddering exhale escaping his lips as he ensured that everything was still where it was supposed to be.  After a few short breaths, he reached up to place a hand on Curtis' console, dragging himself into a standing position.  "Ugh..." he moaned as he felt his head spin a little, trying to get his bearings, noticing the same strange feeling of his feet on the floor.  He didn't press as firmly into the floor as he was accustomed to.  The gravity generators were clearly offline, but the planetary gravity -- though lighter -- was enough to keep him solidly on his feet.  It made his stomach turn though, so he stayed steady for a long moment, wobbling as Maggie moved around the cabin, trying to recall everything they knew about the world.  Her words echoed in his head for a long moment as he regained his composure.<br/><br/>"Probably," he replied, wondering if they had indeed landed near the equator.  "Everywhere else seemed pretty rocky.  Not sure we'd have come down this intact if Andy had missed the mark."  He shuffled over to the viewscreen beside Maggie, a soft but warm breeze coming through the window, carrying a scent on it that was indeed hard to place.  It had an earthy, organic smell, faintly fragrant, but it was mostly overwhelmed by smoke.  Down below, he saw a reddish-green like foliage sparsely covering the black ground they'd landed on, like a thick, fibrous moss.<br/><br/>"First thing's first... I guess," he said, leaning over the console, doing his best to keep his eyes averted from what was once his captain.  Fingers danced over the few pushbuttons on the console, ignoring the touch screens and trying to reboot the system.  A disappointed look appeared on his face, though there wasn't any surprise in it.  "No power," he grunted, lips pursed in annoyance.  "Seemed like a long shot, but it would've made things a lot easier."<br/><br/>He straightened, moving away from the console to the door at the rear of the cockpit, where he'd last seen Curtis.  Every place seemed host to a gambit of bad memories now.  The door to the engine to the engine room had been sealed when the power was on, and with it off, it was a difficult prospect to open it again.  "I should check on the engine.  Make sure it got knocked out by the crash and that it's not about to go critical on us.  I don't think we can get through there though...  Maybe if I had a welding torch and a few days, but not with..."  He looked around.  The blankets from their hatch were still in tact, and some of the items Maggie had stacked at the back of the room remained scattered on the floor, like the fire extinguisher and fire axe.  The fire axe could do some damage, but it'd be difficult to wedge it under the door and pry it open.<br/><br/>"Maybe if we can get down to the ground we can find another way into the engine bay.  Can't be too much left of the plating on the sides after that hit."  He leaned towards the open window, looking down about fifty-feet to the ground.  "Then again..." he mumbled, thinking through the problem.