[ his listing of awful scenarios prompts another slight roll of her eyes. now he's just proving her wrong for the sake of proving her wrong, and she follows him around the corner, brushing a piece of hair behind her ear as they pass by a few more doors.

as their feet hit the ground again in another step, the floor rumbles -- the sound emanating throughout the skeletal frame of the metal of the ship, ominous and ever-present, and inej waits until it dies down again before she looks up at kaz, her eyebrows arching, her tone dry. ]

I had no idea plagues or poison possessed the ability to groan, but thank you for enlightening me.

[ kaz brekker, the genius. and she takes a few steps ahead of him, to reach out and run her fingers along the steel of one door, the metal shaking with a new surge of the sound . . . hm. ]

What do you think it is, airborne or waterborne?