Angela sensed the sudden peace in the air Tyson changed back into his human form, but she stayed still for a long moment, waiting for more mutants to come charging at them. None came and she carefully walked over to Markus. She had thought him a coward when he'd run off like that, but apparently he'd found a weapon while his tail had been between his legs, so it was okay. She guessed.<br/><br/>The disgusting green goo was all over her clothes, and she could feel it drying in her hair. The Private had tried not to think about what the stuff may be, but it was beginning to remind her of blood. It smelled like sewage, though, so it may be...<br/>She grimaced and shook her head, going to stand next to Tyson in his shorts. Her borrowed weapon was still in her head, loosely. She did not drop it, though. She did not think she'd be able to. The girl was still on high alert, but her mind was blurring all the details. The sight of the mysterious green fluid on the walls and splattered all over the room seemed like garish wallpaper. The entire scene still seemed dream-like. The aftermath of a battle...<br/><br/>It was a defence mechanism. Not being able to recall the details in all thier gruesome splendor would keep her sane, for a little while at least.<br/>"Some would call it Cowardice, Markus." she said, voice sounding surprisingly calm, if a bit dazed. "And that is a very serious offence, isn't it, Luietenant?" she murmured.<br/>She knew it was punishable by the military code of justice, though the exact punishment escaped her at the moment.