Athena gave Oscar a respectful nod in response as she turned towards the cockpit, but she didn't get further than forcing the deformed hatch open and looking inside. It was pretty plain to see nothing but the black box was going to have survived the crash.<br/><br/>"Bad news, cockpit is trashed.", Athena said solemnly, turning back to Oscar and Janet. "The good news is, we were on a fairly short flight, and we'll be missed. They'll come looking soon, and once we get the corpses out of here we can probably use the fuselage to make a shelter. We just need to check for fuel leaks, though if we're not right in a puddle the fuel could come in handy. Otherwise, jungles are good and bad. Bugs a plenty, so keep covered, especially your feet and lower legs, but we'll not fall short of food or firewood to cook with; with both Oscar's and my training we'll be just fine. So unless we find a reason to move, I suggest we remain with the wreckage."