Community Housing Five. Seventh Floor. That window. [She points.] Wait for me outside.
[The grip of the Spartan on the Phoenix is solid, product of training turned into instinct, but no small part of it was fear. If what both the Chief and the Medic felt was true, they had run out of time.
She sees a mass of droids preparing to move. Her grip solidifies.]
They're here!
[The Spartan gets ready to jump inside and grab all of her gear as soon as they reach her room.]
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[The grip of the Spartan on the Phoenix is solid, product of training turned into instinct, but no small part of it was fear. If what both the Chief and the Medic felt was true, they had run out of time.
She sees a mass of droids preparing to move. Her grip solidifies.]
They're here!
[The Spartan gets ready to jump inside and grab all of her gear as soon as they reach her room.]