He slots the chip into place, making sure the helmet seals back around it securely. "Good to see we're looking out for the unlikely- shit." His best efforts at dragging her into a back-and-forth, away from that unsettling stillness, cut off cleanly with the sound of alarms as he turns his head toward the most likely sound of the noise and brings his rifle off maglock. "Theta-?" he calls under his breath, already blinking into thermal vision to try to get a glimpse of whatever's coming at them.

"I'm looking!" And he is, though he's still trying to focus on willing the ship into keeping its shape as well, hoping to at least make whatever wall has to be torn through as solid and unfriendly to rip open as possible.