Your female companions visibly shudder at the idea of getting into a firefight, and the miralian averts her gaze when you mention crawling through the ducts. It is obvious she is dead weight on you, slowing you down.<strong>"Just...let me be."</strong>- she says, at which the zeltron tries to cheer her up, but with little effect.<br/>Zak steps next to you, tearing his gaze away from your breasts to look you in the eyes.<strong>"Whatever it's going to be decide quickly. I'd tell you to take our chances with the hangar, and the two of us might even make it. But if we do that trying to babysit these two, you can bet that not all of us are going to make it out."</strong>- he whispers, not wanting the girls to hear. The last thing that frightened civilians need is someone telling them how likely it is they will die in the next few minutes.