"And him?" Russe nods to the body slung over Schuyler's shoulder, wary and ill at ease with him still. Or maybe that's just his general disposition towards the ship, which looks ready to swallow them once they get out into the hallways proper. The monsters, at least, seem to have thinned out, or at least aren't continuing to bother or track them if they are still around. All the same, Russe remains alert, glancing worriedly around.