"Oooh, that was close."

Alistair said quietly, finally letting out the breath he had been holding since they rounded the corner. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure that the jock wasn't still following, nodding in satisfaction when it became evident that he was not. Looking considerably less anxious, he looked back to the two that he had unintentionally picked up along the way; Morella, responsible for getting them out, and Tirren for rompting said escape.

A few more paces down the hall, once a little distance had been put between them and the one they wished to evade, he dared to speak again.

"In answer to your question, sir, I was attempting to make sure that our musclebound friend didn't notice me." A pause, as he redirected attention to Morella. "Miss, thank you very, very much for your help, that would not have been pretty."

"Truthfully, you have a point; I'm not that great at stealth strategies, haven't had the time or th chance to learn them so far. But what were you saying about my strategy during exa-"

"..."

"Oh god, please tell me that trick with the Dust canister hasn't been flying around the ship."