Oscar didn't care to give orders to Athena, but he had a good idea what to do with the bodies. "We need... Something to wrap them in. I guess it's too much to ask if we have any plastic wrap on board, but anything would be better than nothing. Hell, we could rip out the seats and wrap them in the upholstery. It would keep the bodies more decent until they're... Rescued." He couldn't think of a more proper term than that. There was no rescue for the dead, only for their bodies.<br/><br/>He climbs into the plane, passing Athena and immediately checking some of the overhead storage areas. There were some suitcases... Maybe they could wrap them in their own clothes? He began to carry their suitcases out, two by two, piling them next to the hatch he had kicked open. "An EMP? Are you sure? If it was an EMP, wouldn't it have knocked the power out of your laptop?" Of course, Oscar never forgot a thing he had ever heard or learned, but he didn't hear or learn everything. He began to rummage through the cases, pulling out longer pieces of clothing that they would be able to wrap over the dead bodies, to keep them at least a little more intact than they would be if they were buried bare.