So they all say.

[Yaoquizque]

"It doesn't smell good, i'm telling you. Let's... Let's just keep moving."
"Come on! But just look! It's hardly damaged! I'm sure it's still pressurized inside." replied Moira with anger.
"Well... I have to admit i agree with Wilson here, Moira... The risk is too big, with no guarantee of any gain."
"Any gain? You're serious? But look at those engines damnit!"

The three silently observed once again the wreck on the bridge's old but fairly large screen.
"Errh... All i see is a bunch of metal torn appart, lass..." finally emitted Wilson with a shrug.
"Idiot..."
"Either way.. We cannot stay there for too long. Too dangerous. And if it was abandonned, it was necessarily stripped of everything valuable. Hessians aren't stupid."
Wilson grunted in agreement before putting a large cigar in his trap.

"Pfft. You two are cowards."
"Cowards maybe. Alive... Definitly."

The woman crossed her arms while stamping her feet angrily. Suddenly she smiled and, passing her arm around Carlin she pondered :
"Come on, Carl... You don't want to do me this favor...? Please?"
"Oh man.." muttered Wilson before lighting up his cigar.
"Too dangerous, Moira..."
"Only one hour, i swear, darling... Come on, say yes...?"
"No..."
She got closer and started to kiss him slowly. She then smiled and asked :
"Did i hear 'yes'?"

Carlin sighed.
"Fine... Fine. Only one hour. One more second and we abandon you in this wreck. Got it?"
"Sure!"

Once she left, Wilson grunted.
"Pah... She manipulates you just like she used to do with me. You should dump that wench and hire another mechanic. Less problems."
"Oh shut up and keep your eyes on your scan... I don't want to get caught offguard here.."

---