Marcos winces slightly, but nods. As much as he'd like to say they've never burned down everything to the ground while they were trying to do the right thing, he's been through that before he even came here. He knows if they happen to talk themselves off the ship, they'll still have only bought some time before the Concord chases after them.

"That's the biggest issue. We're stranded out here without another ship, and I've got no clue how close we are to land." He glances back in the direction of the group and mentally weighs their odds. "You want to tell them, or wait until you talk to the captain?"