Of course Coil had left the welcome center as soon as he'd arrived--it had been empty, and passage into the rest of the ship had mysteriously left open. Of course he had immediately set off into maze of Marsiva's guts to resolutely hunt down whoever was responsible for this outrage. Now in the depths of a labyrinth of weird, empty rooms and aging control panels, the last thing he's expecting is to hear traces of a voice reaching out from back the way he'd come from.

At least... he thinks that's the direction. It's hard to tell with the way these vacant halls echo.

He reluctantly tears his eye away from where he's waiting with held breath for something more to appear on the flickering screen, and--with a stressed breath hissing out of him--he jogs out of this nook and into the attached corridor.

He can't yell back. The only way he can alert what he desperately hopes is another person to his location is to haul back and kick the loosest-looking metal panel of the wall.