<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 26px"><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(22, 125, 119)">Mala</span></b></span><br/>​</div>There was something about the room. There was also something about the robot. Mala couldn't quite grasp what it was. Over the pounding in her head and the ring she was now hearing in her ears made her not care so much. Did she have a concussion? The tiredness could easily be attributed to the adrenaline in her system wearing off. Coupled with the other symptoms though she thought it was a probable concussion, maybe. Mala felt scared that she couldn't quite come up with an answer to that question. Some part of her deep down thought this was something she was supposed to know.<br/><br/>Someone was talking to her. Not wing boy. The other one. The juggernaut one.<br/><br/>"My....head...hurts. Tired." Mala replied. "You got knocked out by....security bot....I think I took it from you."<br/><br/>That was when the loud intercom system started up again. Mala groaned immediately and clamped her hands to her head. The sudden loudness did not help her head. She didn't even notice the hand settling on her shoulder.<br/><br/>"Shit," she mumbled.<br/><br/>"Everyone good? Who's so....badly hurt we need med bay? Ugh, is it...wing boy? Don't let him wander off...."she continued, louder.<br/><br/>She felt someone gently tug at her. Mala turned her head towards the girl who was trying to help her to her feet. The young woman hesitated for a minute before allowing her to do so.  Finally she began to move with Brigitta, but tried to keep her hands touching the girl's clothes. Stealing anything from anyone right now seemed like a bad idea.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)"><span style="font-size: 26px">Logan</span></span></b><br/>​</div><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><span style="font-size: 15px"> “Hey, how about staying together this time?! It didn’t go too well when we separated!”</span></span><br/><br/>The other man yelled after him as he left the room. Logan grinded his teeth. It wasn't like everything that happened was his fault. They were virtual strangers that had woken up in a "medical facility" together. He had no obligations to them. Plus, if this place was so offended by them separating, maybe it should have told them in the first place. The robot thing couldn't be completely down to him either. It had come out when he entered the large room, but it hadn't freaked out until the girl with the telekinesis had dislocated the door from it's hinges.<br/><div style="text-align: center">​</div><span style="font-size: 15px"><i>SEARCHING FOR A WAY OUT IS FUTILE. THIS IS THE SAFEST PLACE FOR YOU ALL.</i></span><br/><br/>Logan stopped walking at these words kind of hovering in the common room. His thought had been right then. This place was spying on them somehow. He scanned the room looking for anything on the walls that could be a camera. Nothing seemed to stand out in his eyes.<br/><br/>The others were taking a long time to come out. It was just an observation. He was not concerned. At all. He turned around though and headed back into the room.<br/><br/>"Look, I'm not sticking around permanently. I'll go to the medical bay with you because first aid doesn't seem like the worst idea in the world. After that I'm gone," he said.<br/><br/>He stood staring at the little group for a moment. His eyes lingered on the dark haired girl who was leaning heavily on the other. Logan wasn't sure exactly what had happened to her, but she looked done in. "Also, my name is Logan by the way not 'wing boy'. Also, look.....maybe I should carry....er...."<br/><br/>"Mala," the dark haired girl replied. "And I'm fine."<br/><br/>Logan snorted. Who did this girl think she was kidding? "You don't look like you could last more then a couple steps. Just let me carry you okay? We'll make better time. You did something to me and golem boy...and well since we don't know exactly how it works you could be seriously messed up. So, let's just listen to the satan voice"<br/><br/>A staring contest ensued, before Mala finally nodded her head. Logan gently took her from the other girl and swept her up into his arms. Without another word on the subject her swept her out of the room and followed the glowing green dots.