Curled up into a tight ball of misery, Katriel is in one of the vehicles, rocking slightly against the seat. Her face is an unhealthy chalky color, and she doesn't seem to be aware of where she is, or even that the vehicles have stopped. Katriel barely acknowledges the Captain's words to her, a slight turn of her head in his direction about the only sign that she's heard him at all. Still, she doesn't seem inclined to go anywhere. "I can see that quite clearly Mr. Spregan," the Captain says looking at the lifeless hover vehicle. "Well... ummm.... I dunno,"the man says with a shrug.