<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">"Scuba diving?" Winter glanced over his shoulder with a quirked eyebrow. "I'm sure the diving would have been lovely here if we'd ever finished the aquaforming. Not so much your thing I suppose, Sophie? You strike me as someone who's a bit more cautious about dipping your toe in unknown waters."<br/><br/>He threw Sophie a wink before realising how provocative he'd sounded, but decided not to care. All things being equal, they'd be in cryo by the end of the day, hurtling their way back towards earth. <br/><br/>After they were given directions and were moving towards the landing bays, Winter frowned, licked his hand and smoothed his hair down at Sophie's remark. He tried to picture himself holding a nice fat gun and decided he'd look cool enough doing it. Maybe the marines would need some more practical assistance getting into the flooded sector. He'd already fantasised about somehow getting to one of the submersibles, coming in under the west sector and finding some survivors in an air pocket and getting them out. It was a pleasant fantasy, however farfetched.<br/><br/>"Yeah," he nodded at Abby's suggestion they get it over with. "Let's. Might be a pretty short conversation anyway. 'Hey guys, we're the marines, how do you get to the research labs?' 'That's an easy question to answer, mr marine: you can't!'"<br/><br/>They came out into the hemispheric hangar overlooking the two landing pads, and Winter gaped slightly at the sight of Administratir Garner, Security Chief Dressler and a squad of Colonial Marines already assembled there. And, for the first time, it hit home that this was all really happening.</span></span>