'Shall we go on then? We can maybe bring his body back with us for proper rites, though with the time he has been here he may no longer have people missing it.' The rope had been cut. His own allies? Her mind kept drifting to the subject despite efforts to push it from her mind.
She strides up to the doors, almost ready to push them open herself to get out the the now very claustrophobic room, but pauses to give their heavy armoured members a questioning look.