Oh thank god. Several voidblobs in and he's already really tired of dealing with them. He watches it for a few seconds to make sure it's not just playing dead - those twitching appendages are just a little offputting - but the larger charbroiled mass doesn't seem to be getting back up. Good.

He nods back to Roland, trying to ignore the little part of him desperate for approval that rolls over and basks in praise from a team leader. It's been there since before Freelancer, and despite everything, he's never quite managed to kill it. "Thanks. Give me a second and I'll find out." He closes his eyes and throws his senses, looking briefly through Athena's eyes before reopening his own a few seconds later. "She found them, but they haven't started moving yet." Partially because the fight hadn't taken too long, and partially because the refugees don't speak cat and she's having a hell of a time trying to convince them. "You know where they are, right?"