[ Erik's aside earns a flat look—not so invisible in the dark as it might have been, if Fenris' eyes didn't glint when they turned his way—but it's a good reminder. Fenris takes another step back from them to pull his comms device from one of his utility pockets and switch it back on. It's a milder glow than his skin had been.
The newcomers were able to reach the main area of the ship from here, is what he's thinking, and they may not have much time left before searching for the likely-dead becomes throwing their own lives away. He may be able to reach Tyke or Hawke for an update. He doesn't say it. He glares at the screen instead, glancing up periodically to check on everyone's relative locations, and at one point smacks it against his palm to try encouraging it to cooperate.
The same thing he'd like to do to Eszter, if this goes on much longer. ]
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The newcomers were able to reach the main area of the ship from here, is what he's thinking, and they may not have much time left before searching for the likely-dead becomes throwing their own lives away. He may be able to reach Tyke or Hawke for an update. He doesn't say it. He glares at the screen instead, glancing up periodically to check on everyone's relative locations, and at one point smacks it against his palm to try encouraging it to cooperate.
The same thing he'd like to do to Eszter, if this goes on much longer. ]