Dann stepped inside after the others, feeling grateful for the respite from the cold and the wind. The scene that greeted him flooded him with relief; for the first time since he’d awakened, he saw a room full of glowing green. Only an occasional red light marred the display.
Lydia was rushing from cryo-pod to cryo-pod, checking name plates until finally she stopped, staring down at one with a silence almost bursting with gratitude and relief. After a moment in which she seemed to drink in the sight of the pod, she visibly steeled herself and turned back to the group. “She’s here. She’s okay.”
“I’m so glad for you!” Jenny exclaimed. “W-what’s our next move?”
“We stick to the plan. We beat him here, so we wait for him here. We know this is where he’s headed.” There was steel in Lydia’s voice that promised that Cobb would regret his arrival.
“I—Oh no. No—!” Rose’s face was stark and as close to sick as Dann could imagine an android ever looking.
“What is it?” he demanded, feeling his own insides tighten up.
Rose clenched her fists and gritted her artificial teeth. “Another cryo-pod has gone dead. It’s in a bay near by. The nearest one to here.”
“H-he doesn’t know the way,” Jenny said, her voice catching, but hard through the pain.
“We’re going after that son of a bitch,” Lydia stated in a tone that brooked no argument.
“We can’t leave this bay unprotected!” Dann protested. “Rose will have to go, and the two of you are the best suited to deal with him!”