"Fun is a night out drinking and not having to work in the morning when you recover from the hangover. Remind me to teach you what is actually fun later." Somewhat recovered from the stomach churning fall, Zeto went back to the systems. It was definitely hot due to the pools of lava around them. There was a little air conditioning to keep them cool, so the heat wouldn't kill them. Her environmental suit made it easier for her thanks to her own ventilation and cooling systems. When you lived in a suit for most your life, such things were important. In any case, Zeto had made the necessary adjustments to factor in for the heat on the shields. They wouldn't affect the instruments nor the strength of the shield if they came under fire. Which, funnily enough, happened in the form of the geth.

Zeto saw the energy projectiles and knew the concentrated blast would majorly drain their shields if it was allowed to hit. She went fast on the controls, calling out. "Boost jumping the tank to avoid blast." The jets fired and shot the tank up in a hop, clearing the energy blast like a kid playing dodge-ball. The geth were blasted by the main gun and broke apart, leaving nothing but burnt scrap. Zeto scanned the enemy for more enemies. "Nothing on the scanner in the immeadiete area, but I'd prepare for a fight ahead. That dropship definitely has more forces on board and they definitely do not want us going any further ahead. I think that is better than a hand written invitation.