Williams isn't even surprised when Flynn rushes out the door just as he arrives. He was feeling tired anyways, so he leans his back to the doorframe and waits until Flynn tells him anything. He stratches his neck and checks the clock on his HUD to see how much air he has left. He duly noted that it was exactly 2 minutes less than what it was when he checked it two minutes ago. And exactly 5 less than when he did the same check 5 minutes ago. He realized that he didn't need to do it, and decided that he wouldn't do it again for some time, but Williams knew full and well that he'd check it again in a few minutes.

After some waiting, Flynn finally told him what to help with, so Williams pulled himself into upright position from his slump pose and strecthed his back. Yeah, "remove the dead husk". Easier said than done. He peeked inside the storage room he was standing next to, and inspected the labels on the crates inside. He spooted one labeled "rebreathers", a small box right next to the door. He reached inside and grabbed 2 fills from the box, stashing one oif them into his pockets. He'd have to switch the rebreather of the girl too.

As he passed by the storage room Flynn was in, he slid one of the rebreathers across the floor without even stopping, and then left for Life Support. He was still afraid that one of those things would pop up, but the charred remains of the life support system and the purple haze hanging around them was enough to convince him not to waste any time on worrying. Thankfully the machine was designed to be easely repaired, even if the designers didn't expect it to be dissolved by some alien monsters. Activating the servos in his suit, Williams bent down to grab the plating of the machine. When he began to pull, the plasteel panels screeched for a second before getting ripped clean off the machinery. Williams threw the plating away and then looked down at inner workings of the machinery stacked up on the wall. With the plating removed, the damage done to the machine was clearly visible, and it looked even worse this way. But on the plus side, Flynn would have more than enough wires to mess around with, now that all of the consoles have been ripped off along with the rest of the outer parts. Williams pinged Flynn on the comms, and hoped he wouldn't have to stare at the disfigured metal pipes for much longer.