As long as it's nothing too extreme....
(Both the soldiers tense up at the collapse of the beam, and both take their time to evaluate the situation.)
...We may need to move more quickly. How stable is this ship, H.E.R.B.I.E?
(Julieta, in an act of compassion, decides to attempt to pick up the so-far recovered bodies at the same time.)
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"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."
"Current Area's Structural Stability: Moderate. Water Levels: Low, But Rising In A Dilatory Manner." Straight to the point, H.E.R.B.I.E begins to tag quite a bit of the current room's useful equipment and materials with haste. There's quite a bit remaining, though the little drone attempts to pick up some small, cylinder power cells.
"In Any Case, Protorizing The Removal Of The Pods And The Remaining Equipment Here Is A Must. Naturally, I Am Expendable Compared To The Likes Of The Soldiers Of The Gjallarhorn."
A couple of sparks spawn from the ceiling as well, prompting another beam to loosen and fall towards the trio. An exclamation symbol appears on the drone's face with an alerting sound, then quickly converts into an upward arrow.
Bugger. (Michael says as the second beam collapses, and he deflects it with a timely use of his arm-mounted shields, while setting the beam down gently.)
Sir, I have the bodies. (When Michael looks at her, she looks slightly comical with lifting either body in each arm, but her armour is clearly helping.)
Good, get them outside, and you can help us retrieve the rest.
(As Julieta complies with that order, Michael gets to work gathering his share of the materials, trying to be as precise, efficient and careful as possible.)
(I wouldn't exactly call you 'expendable', little guy.)
Last one for tonight.
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."

That's the case for everyone some point or another. It wears off.