Sean Gallegar<br/><br/>Sean remained sitting in the corner as the fans began it's work on the airlock, then it hit him. The small room hadn't been dropped, the corridor behind them had. He sighed, but there really hadn't been anything else to do. The two men wouldn't of been able to get past the thing and this girl would be just as dead as they would of been.. all of them... if they hadn't done what they had done. He was more worried about the other civilians who had been on the plane than the 3 lost soldiers that he knew about.<br/><br/>He wasn't immune to their loss, far from it. He had always respected those who stood up to defend others and give their lives for it if needed. But, in this case, there hadn't been anything that they could of done to save those two... they had saved one and he prayed that God would would remember that on judgement day... which may be a lot closer than anyone seemed to think.<br/><br/>So, he sat in the corner until the fans stopped and pushed himself up to stand by the wall. A couple of asperine and a few days and he would be ok phyiscally, but he had a lot of questions and someone would hear them all at one time.