In response to Mallory, Vigdis walked over to him to point out things visible from where he stood. "Start with the port aft wall corner. See how the remains of the wall were bent inward by a force pushing on the outside? Missile. Then along the floor, ceiling and fore corner, it's all bent outward. Shuttle. The way we rolled, if the hangar was hit hard enough, the whole thing would've sheared off, starting in the starboard dorsal or starboard fore corner where it joins the hull." She fired off what she could say for certain from a cursory glance, "That's what you get when you have something sticking out of the main hull like this, a design feature the company went forward with despite our objections." She couldn't help adding loud enough for Darnell to hear, "Looks like we got lucky though. I didn't see any signs of such damage when I was up on the outer hull. If you'd like, I could take off all this interior paneling and go over the beams with ultrasound to make sure, once it’s airtight again. We could also have Wodan figure out the forces that had acted on the hangar from the acceleration measurements and check the strain against what the affected parts are rated for. Fortunately in our misfortune, with the long range dish torn off, the hangar isn't supporting as much weight as it was designed to, so we have a wider safety margin. As for why I haven't done it already, we were focusing on the parts of the ship that were immediately accessible and necessary for flight." She explained. [i]'If I thought the damn thing was gonna collapse, do you think I would be here trying to fix a hole in the wall?'[/i] Vigdis thought, but did not say out loud.

And then it all started to disintegrate. It wasn't her fault, but Eva could hardly have picked a worse time to wake up and the locals had just gotten the same scare Nellara gave her. Why was she even sleeping in that thing anyway? "Human, human!" Vigdis gestured to the talking armor, “Stupid human, fuck's sake.” She added in Eva’s direction, perhaps a bit hypocritical since the only reason Nellara didn't have a hole in its chest was the fact that Vigdis' weapon had not been loaded when she entered the ship, before turning to the captain. “Too many people, way too many people and [b]not enough communication.[/b]” She said sternly, the last part while pointing outside to where the droids were spotted moving. It had been going rather well thus far, she was [i]not[/i] getting gutted by one of these birds just because someone on this road trip can’t work within a chain of command. It was that fucking merc who brought the suit on board, wasn’t it? He was put in charge of security. In an attempt to salvage the situation outside, Vigdis pointed at herself, mimicked Kerchak's walking gesture and pointed outside. “Apologies, Nelly, someone out there needs his head examined.” She said to Nellara before walking out as fast as she could without running and stood in front of one of the alien soldiers, literally placing herself between the droids and the soldier…’s lower two thirds. These birds were [i]big[/i]. She waved her arms above her head to draw the attention of whoever was giving orders to the two droids and ran the back of her open palm along her throat once in a standardized [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Mpl4VtUABI&t=107s]‘engines stop’ signal[/url]. Not ideal, but it would have to do.