Mirage jerked to a stop at the sight of the gun, sliding on ice under the snow.

"Can you not-" he yelped, not regaining his balance until his legs were splayed out awkwardly on the ice like a newborn fawn. Shakily, he stumbled over to the nearest patch of rocky ground.

"Yes, me too - and just us, as far as I can tell."

The ship was already out of casual comm range. Technically, they were lucky the Seekers had chosen to chase the ship instead of them - but they could be stuck without rescue for some time.

"Come on. We need to find shelter. Did you see anything useful on the way down?"