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The first kick was enough to wake her from her shameful state, groaning quietly and rolling off Jerry to lie on her back beside him on the ground. The second kick and the nudge were met with a bleary-eyed glare that only intensified as she was called that damn name. Et tu, Clarice? But she had a point...Dr. H was not coming at her for any kind of examination unless absolutely necessary. Especially not dressed like this. She put her arm over her face as if that alone would hide her shame. She was doing such an awful job at this. All of this. What was the most useful thing she had done this entire mission been? Keeping Jerry somewhat calm, and that was about it. She didn't even have to try at that.

You're being far too hard on yourself. You've been doing well with what you're currently capable of, Candace. It's alright to...not be perfect every now and then. Candace growled quietly and clenched her fist, slamming it down on the ground before sitting up. She was just in time to come face to face with a bazooka, eyes wide and jaw clenched tightly. Don't shoot! Don't shoot! What was he even...?! Clarice snapped at Jerry to stand down and Candace looked to see what had him in such a fright, making a soft noise of understanding when she spotted the horned demon thing. Looked very lazy to her...why did they have him and not the giant of of a man? Or the horse? Or the giant white Twilight Wolf she was going to affectionately dub Jacob White? Surely they would have been better catches. Even he shirtless bird girl would have done fine.

"Jerry, it's okay. He looks harmless anyway. Are you and Harrison okay?" She winced at Clarice's words when they reached her ears. They had done very poorly. Cael and Dr. H must have been pissed. "Let's go back inside and catch ourselves some brats, okay?" Candace rolled onto her hands and knees to get up to stand, offering anyone else nearby who needed it help to stand as well.

So many of them were here now...what had she missed? Candace glowered a moment before forcing herself to smile, needing to try and keep her cool for the moment.

Seeing the heartfelt reunions and general chatter, Clarice refrained from speaking up again on the matter, and just took a moment to rest and consider the situation. The trainees would either go and try to kick some a**, or...she glanced at the demon, or they'd figure something else out. Either way...this was a big first for most of them. It's only reasonable that they'd be a little bit sore and needy afterward. And speaking of..

"...you already had to use both your bandages? I told the doctor he should give you extra! Next time I'll take care of the special considerations myself, as that man is just so..." A quick glance back at the tent, a tech can be seen hurrying out with something on fire. She looked away, and then back at Davey. "Now this is my last one, so be careful not to over do it..." she held up the last of the pink Hello Kitty bandages, "Oh wait, sorry!" And then quickly drew the bandage back. With careful consideration, she opened the wrapper and peeled off the back, "...ok, where does it hurt?"

The Hunters that were waking up seemed...relaxed, at least. Grateful to see each other alive. The one jumpy fellow had been deterred. Barth smiled at him apologetically.

Barth shadowed Clarice, and sat down, grateful for the seat but cold with the information that the cages were empty. It was worse than just disappearing from the field. He was the only Halloween resident here.

There was a lot of discussion about hurrying to fill them again. But if they knew, or figured out the Hunters were here... with him as the only causality, a rescue mission would be- stupid. Even he could recognize it as stupid. Everyone would probably pack up and head straight to Halloween. And then...what for him? Death? Weaponization? Torture? Experimentation?

"Clarice. A little earlier," Barth said quietly, "you asked why I went on this trip at all. Which is a funny sort of question, because all of these trips have been disasters. You know, it's funny now, ha ha. A lot of us- went along for fun, you know, or a challenge. I just wanted to be better at surviving things. ...Better practiced safe in bed, isn't it?"

"Jerry!" Madison brightened when the older man came towards them. "Jordan's right there," she said, gesturing at their leader, who was still unconscious from the Soul Harvester's attack. She had taken up a post nearby to make sure nothing messed with him (especially not that weird-a** pet of Clarice's) - he was breathing, regularly and evenly, but he was still out.

Maybe he just needed the rest?

"We're doing okay... or I thought we were," she sighed, sweeping both hands through her hair in an attempt to comb out tangles. "We nearly took out a bunch of those creepy freaks, and then, like, we ended up here and..." She made a face. "That awful screaming thing, uh, screamed and took us all out. Except Ennea," she added, glancing back at the younger Hunter again. What had gone on while they were all out?

Clarice pulled back the offered bandage, eyebrows lifted at the hasty retreat. She glanced back down at the bandage. Was this the power of Hello Kitty? She didn't have long to think on it because the captive was speaking again.

"Well, if it's any consolation, we have no intention of actually killing you or anything. It's just not how we work. So your continued survival? Really not something you need worry about. You'll be taken care of and not in the like...mob-esque sleeping with the fishes taken care of."

She paused and briefly wondered if explaining this was even worth it, and concluded lamely, "You'll be fine. Really." Survival? Yeah, she wasn't about to deride that particular reason for coming here. No hunter who agreed to undergo the initial exams was in a position to do that.

Bix wandered the field until he saw Ariane laying, looking to still be unconscious. "Ariane?" He crouched next to her and patted her cheek.

He was glad to see that their whole team had been found and casting a glance back he noticed Davey bandaging himself. Bix wondered momentarily if maybe they would be able to bring the one armed hunter into their team. He'd been a good ally during the battle and he felt slightly bonded with the guy after they'd all survived and fought together. Bix was a little proud of his bros!

"Thanks, Madison. Ngh. Give me a minute. Headache." Maddie must be feeling considerably more stressed than usual, Jordan thought; she'd fallen back into the speech patterns she'd been trying so hard to avoid. Not something to comment on. Extra stressor. "How long were we out? Do you know?" The pain in his head peaked once more, then began to fade, letting his thoughts clear gradually. He hoped that wasn't going to happen again. If it did, maybe he'd get used to it, but it was not something he wanted to have to get used to.

Jerry was hovering nearby, he realized, and managed a slightly strained smile. "How are you holding up?" he asked. "Is your group okay?"

Robert returned Ennea's hug, and gave Jerry and Jordan a grateful look. But when Petra's health was in question, he turned his gaze down to the girl in his arms and shook her gently.

"Sunshine, rise for me." He whispered into her hair. "I need to see that shining face smiling up at me, sunshine." Why was it taking so long? He even gave Clarice a frantic look, wondering if maybe a Hello Kitty band-aid would do the trick..