Milenya considered her options, running through plans, idea, and nothing was coming to her. She'd have to let him have the launcher and go, in order to save Ashana. She was a little surprised that he hadn't seen that the exchange in the airlock would have been safest for both of them, but he clearly wasn't thinking straight.<br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"All right, all right. You'll get your toy."</span><br/><br/>Movement behind her in the 360 strip of her helmet drew Milenya's attention briefly. But it wasn't the  Batarians coming up behind her, but Darion, and she could see Sorv and Firas further down that hall.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">'Thank the Goddess. Finally, this is going to be over.'</span>She thought. Then, acting on Darion's instructions, she lobbed the rocket launcher in an arc calculated to make Desmond lunge for it, ideally forcing him to drop Ashana to lunge for it. That would open the man up for a shot from Sorv's Viper.<br/><br/>She put a little biotic energy into the throw, mostly to keep the launcher aloft for the length of the throw.<br/><br/>A warning flashed on her visor; her armor had gone into power-saving mode. The battery pack had just run out and now her suit's kinetic barriers were down.<br/><br/>She realized, with her biotics stressed and strained as they'd been, she could either put up a personal barrier, or shield the group if Desmond launched a rocket. She wouldn't leave them in the lurch.<br/><br/>This could hurt.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>