Jackdaw was already trudging on from the crash site when the flare leapt into the air. Immediately her rifle snapped up to follow it, and then turned its barrel to the wall. Rennac came up and confirmed her suspicions, and she waved him down. 

"Quiet," she snapped. "Move, but be quiet. If they're not friendly, they may only know that we're out here, not where we are."

She hunched a bit, and continued on, weapon held tight and aimed out for anything that might be lurking. It wasn't exactly black as pitch yet, but it wouldn't surprise her if something was managing to skulk about undetected.