It seems the ship is creaking as it sinks further into the ground, one the hall slowly tilting backward, and North lowers his head as he leans into the walk uphill. "The shuttle bay is our best bet, I think." As long as the ship doesn't tilt any further. A grunt pops his head into the hallway from somewhere, and North raises his weapon. The figure disappears as quickly as it came and North rushes forward to see down that side hallway.

"Come on," he urges York and Wash. The soldier was gone and for all they knew their position was about to be compromised.