The man, who was above the girl on the ladder told that he could assist with the computers and wondered if he had any implants like she did. Surely, the only way a man, naked and with no tools, could perform a job like that would have gotten some implants to aid him in assessing a bunch of information.<br/><br/>"No worries," Ellen said as she heard of no news of Daric from the man. "He's bound to be around here somewhere. We just have to find the smiley faces." It was the only thing that she remembered him by. Daric had been the jokester, even though some of his jokes were misunderstood, or in Ellen's opinion, half-assed. She giggled to herself as she remembered the fact.<br/><br/>The man appeared at the top of the steps, full of fatigue in his body, not having the strength to simply just idly. "That crash surely did some work on our bodies," Ellen said, showing her wounds on her left arm and the one on her head, hidden by her dark brown hair. 'You just rest here, I'll get her." She immediately looked down the ladder shaft that the man came out of and saw the girl, hands securing fastened to the rungs of the ladder. "Hey, need some help?" she asked, squatting and offering her good arm to the girl.