The woman raised a brow to Hunter's question as she studied his facial expression. She wasn't sure if his question was a test or if he had been serious. Breaking eye contact, Shana removed herself from the scanner and walked to the edge of the bed. As she pulled out her combat knife once more she spoke. "Just because it's quiet, does not mean it is safe. Taking off your armor will leave you completely open as easy prey. Being a Spartan, of all soldiers, should know the dangers."<br/><br/>Her words were monotone with no emotion given as she cut the wiring around the giant's leg. Picking at the mess, Shana placed her weapon back in place so she could grab the wooden board with two hands. In one swift movement, she slid it quickly out from beneath Hunter's leg and carelessly tossed the board aside. The marine placed a boot on Hunter's good knee and reached for his broken leg. The body part was heavy, but Shana kept it still in her careful hands. Looking back to Hunter she said, "I am going to pull, lift, bend, and then push it back into place. Are you ready Spartan?"