Getting out quietly is- well. Not entirely possible but he can make sure they aren't tailed. He'll have to choose that over complete stealth, otherwise they'd be overrun in half a damn second. They hit atmo with the usual shudder of of the hull before they're orbiting and he locks in their path to join up with the freighter he'd pinged for a ride.

Old buddies, all that shit. Not enough to really get them out of the area but enough to give them a little cover while he figures out what he's working with.

York slips back to the cargo bay, crouching in front of Wash. "Hey. Hey? How you holding up?"