Tara wasn't green anymore. Mason took a step back (well, to the side - away from the others, at any rate), a breath. Nothing else mattered, not Sue's glowing hands or the weird pen he'd just handed over to his housemate, and definitely not whatever conversation the others were exchanging - Tara was alive. Not undead. Alive. If these people were aliens then Mason didn't very much care right now. Tara was alive and well - she looked normal.

Mason turned his face away from the others and toward the gym - he was grinning. The sky was black and nothing at all made sense, but Mason was grinning.