Gordon just allows himself the faintest of frowns- seriously, a man should know his carrying capacity- and moves forward as quickly as his condition will allow.

It's a damn good thing he's had experience ignoring pain, or this would be impossible. There are branches and twists in the pipes ahead that he really doesn't like the look of, too- much too small for a full-sized human, probably meant for liquid dumping or electrical cable maintenance, but just big enough for the smaller bots and synths to pass through.