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Tommy breathes a sigh of relief as he catches and supports Rachel. For the slightest of moments there is an intense hunger in his eyes but it is blinked away as soon as it came into being. "Christ...that's the second goddamn time that's happened..." he mutters out. It's at this point the cute bundle of fur (no, not Lucas) came bounding toward them and pawed for attention on Tommy's jeans. "Calm down boy, I got her alright..." he says softly as he looks over the unconscious woman. "Goddamn...she's light as a feather...hey...miss, you alright?" he says to Rachel even though he was positive she wouldn't hear him. At least he knew she was still breathing and had a heart rate. Even without the clear sign of her chest slowly inhaling and exhaling, his ears pick up the stead rythm of her heart at this close.

"Ohh..." Emelyn breathed a sound of realization that was born from Lucas' statement. The girl was new to the island, and likely her fall was due to the shock. She stepped forward and clapped once, then issued a sharp whistle. It was the 'get behind me' signal, created mostly for the possibility of danger arising in the jungle and Emelyn hoped that the dog would recognize it. It had been a long time since she'd used it with the animal, or even spent much time with him, so she didn't know how well he'd respond. Her doubts were unfounded, however- the canine returned to the earth on all four feet and scurried around behind the hedgehog woman, his tail wagging. With Reuben thusly occupied, if only for a moment, she was free to see the situation.

"Erm... I'd say just take her back to her duplex- I think it's just shock that she fainted from..." she sighed, "but with someone as slight as her, I don't think we should take any chances. ...Who wants to take her to the labs?" It was a rueful word, and she didn't like saying it.

The dog-man lifted his head at Emelyn's whistle and watched as Reuben walked around and waited behind the hedgehog. He laughed, shaking his head. "How I wish I had known about that little trick." And here he had been under the impression that the dog had no training whatsover.

He stood up, brushing off the dirt from his pants. "Question is, which is her duplex?" He hadn't seen her leave any of them. It was possible the one in front of them was her's, but it wasn't certain. The idea of going around the Village trying doors and potentially scaring other Islanders from their sleep didn't really appeal to him. There was a little surprise when Emelyn suggested the labs, but he understood her thinking.

"I know the way to the labs. I can take her."

Rachel heard voices through the fog in her mind, she even thought she heard one of them asking her if she was alright. The voices continued talking and started to mention laps....labs? Her brain struggled to make a connection she knew was there, as she started to work her way towards semi-conciousness. Rachel's eyelids fluttered, and she turned her head slightly as she started to come around.

Before Lucas could respond to Emelyn, Rachel began to stir. "Hey, welcome back. You okay?" he spoke softly, but did not bend down again. He didn't want to crowd her and left her with plenty of space to stand, or even flee if she wanted. Though, he hoped she didn't. Just having a girl looking at him fearfully had already taken his self-esteem down a notch. And it was already pretty low since his change.

At least he wouldn't have to carry her all the way to the labs.

Rachel blinked several times more, trying to get her eyes into focus, to see who was talking to her, only to have them focus on Tommy's face. She took in a startled breath, but immediately regained control, groaning slightly as she put a hand to her head.

"I'll...be fine," she replied to the queries after a moment, shifting her weight from Tommy to her own feet, still using his support to help herself balance.

"So...I didn't dream it all then?" she asked, letting herself look at the three people next to her, the reality of it all begining to set in. She allowed herself to wonder a moment what these people must have looked like before, but pushed it from her mind, knowing better than to dwell on things that could not be changed. She had learned that lesson well with the death of her grandmother.

He echoed Tommy. "I'm sorry, but it's not a dream." He slipped his hands into his pockets. Had she put two and two together? Should he tell her that she, too, was now a subject and would change just like them? He really didn't want to be the one to do it. What if she fainted again?

"Good-er... See you later, Tommy." He nodded to the bat, as he turned to leave.

"Thank you Tommy," Rachel said quietly, offering a smile for the first time since she woke up this morning. The incident had taken her usual anti-social hostility out of her for the moment. She watched as he wandered off to his own room, before turning back to the other two. She seated herself on the nearby stairs, not quite trusting her legs to hold her for long periods yet, nodding at their answer to her question. The dark haired girl wasn't quite sure whether the confirmation made her feel better or worse.

"Hi Emelyn. I'm Rachel" she said, cracking another small smile, before nodding to Lucas. "Yes, Lucas introduced himself."

Her expression turned sour after a moment as the realization hit her. "So...I'm going to be like you guys, aren't I?"