I didn't say it was gonna be easy.

[ He was lucky, that's all - to walk away from one of those things with only a few new scars, with so little to fight back with. A gun and a few rounds probably would've made quicker work of it, but maybe it's a good thing they don't have anything like that on board. The thought brings to mind old sci fi movies and hull breaches and all sorts of shit that might be totally made up, but hell if he'd like to be the one to find out how it plays out in the real world.

Even careful as he is not to rattle the metal grating as he crosses another gap in the smooth, steel floor, there's still an echo of sound. A skittering of claws - or whatever that creature has - follows, as it circles around them. No question it's coming back, but maybe they can make it to the door before it finds a blind spot to strike at them from. ]

I'd think a lot of things, but I'm guessin' that'd be pretty pointless seeing as I have no idea what the hell these things are or what they're after.

[ He lets go of his bow to hold up a hand, glancing back past her warily as that skittering echoes overhead again. ]