Sky raised her nose to the air, sniffing then wrinkling her nose. "Smell isn't the greatest to rely on but at least it doesn't echo. Yeah, let's follow it. Bound to lead to something, just be ready for Vitus." The word 'Vitus' sounded like a forced hiss, as if she hated the very word itself for what they had done. Sky began jogging again, listening to the sound of each footstep on the ground. Following the burning smell might lead them into trouble so she kept a steady beat to concentrate on the noise, waiting for a disturbance to tell her that the coast wasn't clear. "Where are they all? Think they've abandoned ship or regrouped to attack us? I don't like it, let's hurry."