Observing the pilot would certainly be easier than trying to get comfortable in the back. The interior of her jumpship is tiny. There's little more than the space to let someone in bulky armor reach all the storage hatches. On the upside, it has a working transmat system, which is how they can materialize on the surface while leaving the little ship safe in orbit.

"The Fallen? Only if they've got snipers posted. Don't know what the Vex can pick up yet." She looks back to follow Samus' gaze, her own pulse rifle in hand. The helm doesn't hide how she stares for a few long seconds. "That thing has to be their Citadel. Let's head for that. See what tries to stop us."

//We have a sensor network to track Vex signatures,// her Ghost pipes up over the comms. It's disappeared safely into its Guardian's systems and isn't coming out until it has to. //I've established a connection. The good news is that I detect none moving to intercept us yet.//