"...Thirty seconds." Less, but- easier to give her a benchmark. It's just a holographic lock. It's just everything they all need to make this work. To save them. to save everyone- A moment to breathe and count down from five. Seconds he doesn't have but it helps him focus. Makes the whirls and swirls something he can pierce together. Something he an unravel.

It gives. It gives and he doesn't look back, doesn't thank her- he can't make her look complicit in this. Into the room and there's no armor case. Not yet. Delta gets on scanning and sorting and calculations, one thumb on the pulse of the base still.

"Where in the hell-"