T'vor nodded towards Damian to acknowledge his report. "Just keep an eye on it." He replied simply. He frowned down at one of the screens in front of him. "The gravity here...it's much stronger than I expected..." He muttered. He glanced up as he heard the ship creaking and felt it vibrating in protest.
"...I want everyone to stop what they're doing." He announced. "I'm switching to manual."

After switching the controls, T'vor took over full control of the ship. It wasn't that he didn't trust his crew to do their jobs, he just didn't want them to have blood on their hands if something went wrong. He would rather hold that responsibility himself.

It wasn't a pretty landing. There was underbelly hull damage and several systems failed, including the underbelly and aft shields. Without the proper resources, it wouldn't be wise to try to get her back into the air. There would certainly be risks. For the time being, she would be stuck in place.

The computer reported no casualties and only a few minor injuries--mostly just scrapes and bruises.

He unstrapped himself and went to the com. "Engine room, clear to cut power." And with that, he turned to the rest of the crew. "All right you lot, lets clear everyone out. Also, I want a full report on the damage. Every scrape, every scratch. Let's get to it! Your jobs aren't over yet!" He told them.