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Rep was feeling particularly bitter at that moment in time, wrapped up as he was in his own confusing and irritating emotions, so the doctor's comment earned him a particularly irritated glare as Rep strongly considered throwing anything in his direction. He wasn't used to being sarcasmed at in the middle of a tantrum.



He settled instead for "Life leader, capable of stating the obvious." as he pouted, in the aftermath of his little outburst feeling a little foolish, a surefire sign he hadn't broken enough things.

Rep curled his lip at the doctor, utterly bristling to try and start something but deep in his fairly dim brain aware that doing so probably wouldn't be either /easy/ or have a pleasant outcome. Some people you just didn't try to get a rise out of, even if they did give you the horrible impression echo of people you hated dearly in the past.

"At least I've done /something/" he grunted as he nonetheless deferentially got out of his way, following his gaze to what he was blocking, only to raise a brow, roll his eyes and shake his head.

"She's on alert. Eager to help." Bix nodded. Fini wasn't far away, still positioned between the holes that were currently being barricaded. The albino hunter was nearer to the barricaded door, the one they were trying to open, just in case there was something nefarious on the other side.

"That yeti was huge though. It clearly didn't make these holes. I think we need to be alert for something... smaller. Whatever destruction happened inside here wasn't done by any yeti."

"Good point, and one I hadn't thought of." Jordan frowned at the holes in the wall. "Does something seem off about this to you? I can't pin down what's bugging me, but I feel like I'm missing something." He shook his head, then added, "And that fight was a mess. The one we took care of on the perimeter went more smoothly. I was able to direct and help them instead of everyone just charging in. This isn't a good time for a discussion, but I think we ought to call up the other intermediates later and talk roles and organization; if we're going to be in charge of squads like this again, we need to be better at directing the kids."

The kids? Ferros snickered. What are you, their deaddy? Who's the mummy?

Oh, shut up, Jordan growled. Or be helpful. Either way.

Rep glanced up with a frown at the ceiling as a fine dusting of snow drifted down onto their heads, seemed the yeti wasn't the last of their problems, fantastic. At the very least, he told himself, it was an excuse to not have to ******** think about anything else. Imminent death had a tendency to sharpen the mind to a fine point. He still had Tracey summoned in his hands so at least this time he was armed for whatever was possibly going to hurtle into the building. Unless it was an avalanche, then he was ******** boned anyway.

Still, his instinct was to throw his attention to the other suns to see if he could tell from here what the plan was, there was a lot of things Rep was, but a loner wasn't actually one of them. When it came to fights, he was used to having a pack of sorts. He was just trying to get used to this particular one.

Jordan turned, nodding distractedly to Candace. "I was just saying that," he agreed coolly. "I think on the whole it'll work better if we can direct the lambs, rather than simply wading in ourselves, though I recognize you didn't have that option - "

He stopped and blinked, several facts and impressions aligning with the recollection of two cryptic comments the previous night, coming together with a click in his head. Oh. ... If that was what was going on ... no, he needed to react just as he would if it was a normal mission. He could be wrong. And if he wasn't, he should still be treating it as normal, because this was a test. All told, it was a kinder one than being dropped into the abandoned town with nothing but guns and bats before bonding with their weapons.

He shook his head hard and looked up. "We should let the lambs handle it as much as possible anyway," he said. "It's good experience for them. How many has everyone got to keep an eye on? We can divide roles if necessary."

He paused, glanced to Rep. "And go easy on the idiot for a bit, I gave him some things to think about and I think he may actually be thinking about them, if that little demonstration was anything to go by," he said in an undertone.

"Yeah it..I don't...like the look it gave me when it looked like it was about to eat my face off, either." Candace crossed her arms and glanced toward the entrance the yeti had made for itself, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She wanted to stay back. She wouldn't be a helpful fighter if she really did have a concussion from slamming into the wall. "Yeah, Cass and I have three Mists. Gale's got two of our Mists as well. I think I heard Before telling Sasha not to fight, so that's two less. Clerise and Robert don't seem to be doing any fighting either." Candace shrugged. They were Life, they didn't need to fight. "And Marcus told the Moons not to worry about fighting either..five trainees should be enough. Mercedes is long ranged, two crossbows. Molly and Feng are both melee. William's melee, too...what's your other trainee?" Please be long ranged please be long ranged..!

Candace hummed. "I'm cool with hanging back for the next one if it happens again." Though at Jordan's gentle warning Candace looked surprised. Did he? Well then! That was good to hear. "Not a problem. I just hope that desk didn't have like..anything important in it before he destroyed it." She shrugged.