His answer is to put the crossbow away again, digging around for the map instead. It's a simple thing - Shepard made the call. He understands. Mission always takes priority. Especially in this case. People needed the supplies they had - and they'd already delayed. Granted, that wasn't their fault, but still.

"One second..." Marking on an actual map instead of just logging coordinates took a while to relearn. He'd picked it up reasonably quickly, especially with the tools available. He's got one of the little portable things now. Carefully marking the corpse, and a general radius area of where the meetup point.

"Got it. Right behind you, Shepard."