<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210128/2dbbbdb83f81e86eb7c97538c683a9ea.png)</div><br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/5KOJfN1.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Maxine was more than ready to swap out with the salarian. She gave a grateful grunt of acknowledgment for his willingness to take on her role as prisoner ‘watchdog’, and jogged across the alien landscape to reach Luus’ side. With her rifle strapped at her back to keep her hands free for the descent, she waited for the turian to land before she followed after. By making use of the shock boosters in her boots, the woman landed with a heavy drop and a tuck and roll of her shoulders to displace momentum. With ease she was back on her feet, surveying their surroundings, and made a scoffing sound into the open mics. “This place is disgusting.”<br/><br/>Dead bugs were piled up along the length of the tunnel where Sam’s blood trail had led down. The number of corpses that had piled up there was further proof that the team hadn’t had it easy, even after escaping the second harvester. Namir and Maxine both waited to ensure Luus had a good hold on Arcus, followed by some gentle guidance from Sam,<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">“His helmet is cracked, keep an eye on that seal.”</span>Then it was her turn to be lifted up by the very capable Maxine, and a well-armed Namir ready and available to guard them should anything try to get in their way.