<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/72/Sophie_Beauchamp.jpg/450px-Sophie_Beauchamp.jpg)</div>Both women had to hurry at first to catch up with Winter as he turned and strode off as fast as he could without breaking into a run, or at least that was what it seemed like to Sophie.  But at least they were getting a little more information, even if it didn't particularly soothe her annoyance.  "'Get as close as they can'," she echoed, frowning.  "I don't like the sound of that."<br/><br/>"Neither do I," Abby chimed in.  "Even if there are still air pockets left, this is probably going to be a lot like cave diving, and there's no kind of diving more dangerous."<br/><br/>"Dr Shepherd has done some scuba diving, that's why I asked her to come," Sophie explained to Winter.  They arrived in the mess hall then, at which point she fully expected to see the entire group of colonial Marines already there and waiting for them with barely concealed impatience, given what a rush Winter had been in.  But the room was all but deserted, and she was about to ask a pointed question when the hall's lone occupant waved them towards the receiving bay.  At Winter's question, she raised an eyebrow.  "You look fine, if you wanted your hair to stand straight up," she deadpanned.  "I've never met any marines, either, but somehow I don't think they'll be too concerned about how you look.  Probably all they want to know about anyone is whether or not you have a gun and know how to shoot it," she added, with faint disapproval.<br/><br/>"Let's get this over with, shall we?" Abby suggested, heading towards the blast doors.  "The sooner we're done playing tour guides, the sooner we can evacuate with everyone else."