[She pulls away, crouching down to pick up the rag he's discarded. A little blood doesn't bother her anymore.]

We're going to get into the hangar soon. Someone's working at the door nonstop, so I think I'm going to start work on gaining access to deck seven next.

[Burying herself in work is an understatement. It's all she lives and breathes, but she knows that he understands just how important it is to her. Just as important as cleaning up Matt's blood, apparently. She gets right to work on that because if he's their friend they might as well clean up his ridiculous messes.]