 How would you describe the pace of the characters, and why?
Hathaway only knew he was picked up and hurled against a lever-bank, and that Marnagan wasn't long in following, swearing loud words. A sweeter one still of Marnagan beating hell out of the controls and keeping his words to himself until just now. They both waited, thrust against the shipside and held by a hand of gravity; listening to each other's breathing hard in the earphones. Hathaway felt himself grabbed; he and Marnagan rattled around—human dice in a croupier's cup. They stood in the middle of a pocked, time-eroded meteor plain that stretched off, dipping down into silent indigo and a rash of stars. some tubular and fat, others like thin white poisonous whips slashing along in the air.
 Quickly. The characters were under a time constraint, depleting air, and were encountering additional threats that made them move with haste.
 Quickly. The characters were under a time constraint, depleting air, and were encountering additional threats that made them move with haste.  At a sprint. The characters were so scared that they were rushing decisions and they weren't thinking logically.  Average. Though the characters were concerned for their survival, they were taking things at a normal pace because they thought they could be rescued.  Slowly. The characters didn't want to endanger themselves further in the situation so they tried to think everything through fully.