After a few minutes of walking, a shimmer from her headlamp caught her eye. Jones' drop pod. She smirked under her mask and jogged over, clipping her Magnum to her right thigh. The drop pod was partially sunken into the mud and would prove difficult to move, but she had to try. Angel mumbled to Iris quietly before looking back to the drop pod "Spartan Jones this is Angel, I am at your position and I'm about to move the pod. Stay where you are. Out."

The pod groaned and screeched as she rolled it slowly onto its back, the door now facing upwards. Angel unclipped her Magnum from her hip, pistol whipping the manual release to unjam it, then yanking the door off as it released. She looked down into the pod at Jones, a small smirk growing under her helmet "Wakey wakey, no time for napping." She laughed and offered her hand to Jones.