You are shaken by the death. But the quickly deteriorating state of the ship quickly takes your mind off it. It begins making frietening metal schreeches, soon accompanied by loud thumping and cracking noises - in your mind you liken it to what a krogan with innards of steel would sound like when vomiting metalic gears - much louder than the background engines you've become acustomed to.
As you comtemplate this, someone approaches you. It is your incarcerator, the mercenary Zaeed.
Nerves of steel you have there! Nerves of steel. You had the chance to off him yourself but remained still. Stupid, but at least you're not dead.
Eh, those guddamn batarians! Blue Suns too. They actually rammed into the EVALSA as if they were pirates at sea. Must've been desperate and insane. Absolute kooks! And they had a shipment of red sand on them. God knows how that blew up into the air. Been driving me insane, and by the looks of it, not just me. Good thing I had antitoxins handy.
Time's limited, so I'll cut is short for now, we're about to end up planetside. Follow me into the cockpit, safest place there is on the ship. Or so I'm told. We're about to find out.
Poor EVALSA, though, looks like its time for our final goodbye. You served me well all these years old friend, I won't forget you. Least I still got my Jessie, ey' girl?
Yes... a pity. (very nervously)
The thumping intensifies and the alarm lights go out. A very dim back light is all that remains.
We better get movin'.
(he nudges you with the end of his rifle, and you comply)