[While they're here, she may as well. Aloy nods grimly, adjusting her grip on her spear.]
Let's go. [Expecting him to follow -- without giving him time to answer her; that's just how she do -- she starts across the deck toward the captain's cabin, keeping her body low. There's enough going on that she's able to make it through without being instantly noticed, and though she's counting on Lance to watch her back, she's still ready to plunge her spear into anyone who gets too close.]
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Let's go. [Expecting him to follow -- without giving him time to answer her; that's just how she do -- she starts across the deck toward the captain's cabin, keeping her body low. There's enough going on that she's able to make it through without being instantly noticed, and though she's counting on Lance to watch her back, she's still ready to plunge her spear into anyone who gets too close.]