SMG in hand, she watched her side of the corridor, keeping an eye out for any and all possible problems.  Nothing though, and the tech wasn't waiting too long to get going.  Didn't have Tzahala waiting too long either.  Ten minutes, and they were moving again... ten more of these to go.<br/><br/>...wait, what's that?  A screw just lying around, head down face up?  She paused then, knelt down near it, but she didn't touch it.<br/><br/>"Hey, Techie, you drop a bolt?" she asked, pointing at the bolt with the barrel of her gun "Don't remember you working near here though... and most bolts that drop land on their side..."