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"Stone Skin and Laser Eyes is contained." It was a serious situation of course, but Kat couldn't suppress the bit of mirth in her tone as she repeated Sam's last words to her before popping out of the room. "Is everyone else okay?" Before the Mind Link had been closed the rush of emotion she had experienced indicated one of them wasn't. Yet, Sam had seemed in relatively good humour when he came to get her, and both Owen and Andrea had spoken over the comms after that incident, indicating they were okay. She had her suspicions. While Owen had lost control of himself when they first met, it hadn't been fear, and it had been rather exceptional circumstances. She had a hard time imagining Owen giving into fear like that. They would have to find a way to use the Mind Link more tactfully in the future.

Normally Andrea would have offered a sarcastic remark or some kind of quip. Instead, she found Kat's cheerful tone exceptionally irritating. Somewhere deep instead she knew that wasn't fair to Kat. It was herself she was pissed at. Only that wasn't entirely true either. I am not afraid, she told herself. She looked over at Timor laying on the ground. Would Owen believe her if she told him it was an accident? Unlikely, but it would feel good. In the end, Andrea decided it was better if she didn't say anything at all, and contented herself with squatting next to the wall while she waited for further instructions.

Katrina gave Owen a sort of questioning look, though he might not be able to tell underneath her mask. It seemed an odd command to her, as she didn't see a reason why all four of them shouldn't wait. It wasn't as if something pressing was waiting for them back at the house. It was her first outing with the group though, and as much as she didn't see a reason for them to split up, she also didn't see a reason to argue. So with a shrug and a "See you back at the base." She headed out with Sam.

Andrea, on the other hand, didn't think too much about it. She gave a bit of an absent-minded nod, but her thoughts were largely back in the room with Timor. The Waxman. Owen. Her desire to kill Timor. Maybe she wasn't so cut out to follow in her mother's footsteps, but rather her fathers. If she had killed the Waxman when she had the chance...

The question caught Andrea by surprise. "What....fine." She was thankful she was currently wearing her costume. In particular, the mask which covered up her face turning red. How did he know it was her? It could have easily been Kat or Sam. The last thing she needed was for Owen to think she was some sort of scared cry baby. Or for him to know the Waxman had shown up. She definitely wasn't going to tell him that he showed up. So in the usually stubborn teen fashion when she didn't want to talk about something, she went with 'fine'.