Oz mulled over the idea. [color=violet]"If we do indeed destroy the citadel power source you'd better have some plan of how to get out of here. I don't like the idea of going down with the ship. It's not that I won't be able to live through the event. It's that I have no idea where we are. If what I'm looking at below us is correct we might not even be near land so our heroic victory would be short lived."[/color] The disc kept hovering along the broken corridor until they arrived at an intact part of the bridge. Oz put one foot down on it and to test it for stability. Satisfied he stepped down and starting moving deeper.
	It was no longer necessary for Oz to focus on the disc. Given a free moment he peered at Jenso, cocking his head from one side to the other like he were about to take measurements. Finally he poked Jenso's white-hot shoulder. [color=violet]"How does that not burn? Your radiance is blinding but you aren't hot. Hmm..."[/color] Oz poked him again for good measure.