Flynn runs another diagnostic and let's out a sigh. "You said a -bit- of a problem! Why is the console saying there is no Life Support at all!? What is even going on down there!" He let's out a groan and almost jumps out of his chair. With big strides he makes his way to the location Williams last broadcasted from. 

It takes a while, but Flynn eventually reaches Williams. "I saw the lovely remains of the Life Support on my way. What in the Seven Hells[sup]*[/sup] is going on?" With a frustrated look on his face he listens to the explanation of Williams and of the beast he sighted. Flynn slowly mutters to himself "Guess I'm shaving my newly growing beard off..." He shakes his head and looks around. There was black goo on several pieces of equipment. He had tried wiping it away, but it was sticky and wouldn't come loose. "So... we're looking for a tiny lizard in a big ship? It's life signature is probably too small to even be picked up! How are we ever going to find that annoying beast?" Flynn raises his gun, just in case whilst still looking around for any signs of movement. Whatever this annoying little critter was, it had done some serious damage to their ship. "When did it even get on board? And if it was on board for a longer period of time, why didn't it do... this," motioning to the black goo "before? Ugh, whatever. You go left, I'll go right." He motions to the duct behind him, turns around and makes his way, pistol at the ready.