"A dead guy?" Bobby asked from the ground. The thought had totally escaped her mind that there wood be deseaced bodies all over the ship. After all, she wasn't even sure how many people had survived. 

She jumped up and grasped the rough material of the rope, stressing her upper body muscles to climb up the rope and stand on the odd metal protrusion near the top. From there she jumped onto the deck neck to Angel - and next to the dead teenager. Being slightly interested and being one not to get squeamish, Bobby lightly rolled the guy over to reveal his face - which was barely recognizable as human. "Jesus," she cursed under her breath. She decided to roll him back to the position he was out of respect. 

Before setting in motion for the route to the staff room,Bobby grabbed the rope from the side of the boat and tied a large piece of metal debris to one end, and kept it tied to the pole on the other end. She then tossed it up towards the direction of the staff room. "In case you lose your balance, grab the rope," she told Angel.