"Tch."  Natasha made a soft sound from the science station she was sitting at, frowning slightly at the announcement.  She understood the Captain's desire to get down to the planet and get the mission over with, but she had been hoping for more time to gather orbital data about the planet.  Once they landed, she'd be dealing with what she could draw from one locale, rather than the larger picture.  Still, an hour would be enough time to get some data in, especially if she crossed it with the original data about the planet.<br/><br/>She didn't say anything as her fingers began to whir over the interface in front of her.  In truth, she wanted to get down there as much as any of them.  Data began coming in from the ship's limited scientific sensors.  Most of the sensors and processing were devoted to piloting and military operation, rather than scientific research, but at least she could get some data to build scenarios on once she was down on the surface.<br/><br/>Letting the data come in and save, she focused her immediate attention on the landing zone.  The pilot had mentioned it was smaller than expected, which was curious.  It had been selected on the original mission on the premise that it would be relatively easy to maintain.  As she studied the data coming in, raw numbers of atmospheric and chemical readings flashing across her screen, she spoke quietly to herself.  "New growth, that's odd."