Saturday huffs in frustration.

"I can take one more good hit, then I'll be out. It makes sense to circle back, see if I can hit the medbay."

She doesn't want to be out this early in the game. Her mouth is fixed in an angry frown.

"Wish I had my gear. I had my own armor, custom fit, \ didn't come through with me - my atmo mask, my goggles, goddammit."

She pulls hard on her make shift bandage, tightening it.

"Yeah. I'll split off and look for medical. Can't be helped."