The woman watched the Spartan curiously as he crawled past her toward the exit. She knew the man was in pain and that made her wonder why he moved on his own. Shana was small, yes, but had she not dragged the giant into the elevator once before? Perhaps he was proud and stubborn. Surely Shana could not interfer with those characteristics. After all, she suffered the same thing.<br/><br/>Shrugging inwardly, the marine manuvered her way past Hunter. If he was strong enough to move alone, she felt no need to help him. Though, her actions to ignore this made her itch. She looked back down at the man upon the floor and fought her inner thoughts.<em>Phh..The guy's a big bad spartan..leave him be..crawled this far alone..Hmm..</em>Against the idea of watching someone of her team suffer, she frowned lightly and kneeled beside the Spartan.<br/><br/>"I'll be fine..you on the other hand..well, don't get me wrong, nothin' wrong with being proud but seeing you like this embarasses me. Suck it up and let me help you." Shana told the giant. It wasn't the most sensitive approach, she would admit, but she wasn't sure how else to handle it without making her sound as if he needed to be babied. Creeping closer to the man, Shana held out her hands for him to grasp.