She heard Gallan tell her to wait, and only pauses a second, in order for him to get out of the mecha, and come over to her. Then she continues walking, and they both head in to the hideout. At first there was no one, it seemed completely dead and empty, but most likely that was not the case at all. The men in the place were probably just further in, and apparently Gallan thought that too, telling her to scan the rooms around them, not wanting to end up being ambushed.<br/><br/>Nodding, she does as she was told, her eyes once more going in to that strange appearance like before, and looks around. The immediate rooms around them were empty, but a few doors down, in a room with a regular door instead of a sliding one, most likely and old storage room, she saw the heat signatures of about five or so men huddled in a group. It seemed they were planning something, maybe to do with the intruders. Or, maybe they were oblivious to what was going on. Either way, Raz was not about to take any chances. She had also seen other areas of heat from humans further on, and the furthest she could see was a large one, most definitely their main target.<br/><br/>Silently, she points at the room three doors down on the left hand side, then gesturing with her fingers that there were five people in there. Without saying anything, she wields her swords in her hands once more, before striding forward, silent as a shadow, coming to a halt in front of the door. She did not look to Gallan, though she was pretty sure he'd want to stay quiet. So, without even opening the door, she pulls something that was connected to her suit. It appeared to be tiny marbles of glass. Once she touched them, they fill with a gaseous looking substance, and of course it was green in color. Lowering herself to one knee, she slips them under the door.<br/><br/>Once they were in, a hissing sound could be heard, and almost simultaneously the sound of five bodies falling hard to the floor could be heard. A bit of green gas cloud seeps from under the door, and without any warning, any realization what she was doing, she hurries over to Gallan, takes a firm grip of his arm, and tugs him away, pulling him from the spot, keeping him from the gas that was leaking out. Raz did not know why she was doing this, she'd never acted like this before. Her body had pretty much moved on it's own. But something deep down inside told her that she did not want Gallan to breathed that gas, did not want him to get hurt.<br/><br/>After about ten or so meters, she lets go of his arm. Not saying anything at all. Once more focusing ahead of them, keeping an eye out for enemies. It was like that moment not thirty seconds hadn't even happened. She'd automatically let it slip from her mind, so that she could focus completely on the task at hand, instead of worrying about her own odd behavior.