((Zen, I hope this is okay. If not, I'll gladly change it.))<br/><br/>Chase came to just moments after the tower emanating the sound waves had been destroyed. He blearily opened his eyes to see a masked girl looking down at him. Chase sat up and soon realized he was free to move again. He looked to the masked girl and gave a slight, eyebrows raised, smile. "Hello Isana," he said. Odd as it sounded, he recognized her "scent". "You haven't gone and become a Psychomask, have you?" he asked, laughing slightly.<br/><br/>In all honesty though, Chase was both confused by, and curious of the mask Isana was wearing. It didn't really look like a Psychomask's mask, but his comment was a way to ask about the accessory with a bit of humor. Though, admittedly, people didn't always see humor in what Chase did. Especially researchers. If he answered any of their questions with jokes they would usually frown and write something down on their clipboards. Chase usually assumed that it was a bad thing if someone didn't laugh after you told a joke... Or if he was being optimistic, he might assume they hadn't heard him.<br/><br/>Chase winced as he felt an extra little zap in his head. That didn't normally happen. If he were to take a guess, he would say the sound filling his head had partially blocked the interference his PL was trying to send to his brain as it readjusted. Hopefully that little zap was all that still needed to be fixed. "So, uh... what now?" Chase asked. It was clear he was exactly where he had been before passing out. "Are we going to leave or what?"