Juno took another knife and took a deep breath. "If it looks like she's going to kill me," she said, "Shoot her. I'm doing this to capture her, so we can interrogate."
She then tosses the alien creature the knife and sank into a fighting posture, arms out to maximize her reach, legs apart to give her balance, and weaving to and fro to give a moving target.
Yeah, this was for Dawson...in hopes he wasn't just dead...but it was for more than that. It was for Mars and the marines who'd died there. It was for Earth, and the other ships, and...for everything.
"Come on."