At Lunamaria's input, Scott could have laughed.<br/>"Yeah, if you want the whole thing to come crashing down around us." He said, trying to hide the amusement in his voice when Alastor told her to focus on her signal.<br/><br/>He was mildly surprised when the Spartan then told him it was his call. Normally Spartans called all the shots, seeing as how most of them, or at least the few Scott knew, always seemed to be full of themselves and their abilities.<br/>"From what I can tell we've got two options. We can pick our way down here, it's a little more behind the enemy lines, risky, but doable." The ODST said, peering over the cliff edge. "Or we can take our chances a little further down where it would be easier climbing, but has a higher chance of us getting a target painted on us." Looking over the two options, trying to decide which would have the greater chance of survival, Scott took his chances.<br/><br/>"I'd say we go down here. It'll be tricky, but the sounds from the fight should cover any noise we make, provided nobody decides to test that theory." He looked to both of the Spartans, almost daring one of them to argue the case.