Ray stood, keeping her feet spread just enough to balance herself for the next time it shook. She shot Ari a smile, a furious spark in her eyes betraying the calmness in her stance.

"We'll give it a meal it won't forget. John, if you have a gun on you, draw it. We're not running away this time." Without drawing a weapon herself, Ray strode out onto the deck, carefully controlled facade in place. It wouldn't do to show fear in front of the crew, after all.