<span style="color: #0000FF">"No, no its fine," Delancey said quickly. "One of my closest friends died to save myself and a group of civilians," he added in a vain hope to ease her own pain of the loss. Or to make it seem like they were the same... Most likely the latter. The silence was thick between the two, and he for one didn't like it at all.<br/>Then he heard voices.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Reed could feel herself laugh along with him, she could hear it too, until a lot of shouting reached her ears from her right. Fear stamped out her laugh like you would to a flame. She could feel a cold sweat break out on her skin. <br/><span style="font-style: italic">No! No! No! NO! If this is going to become what happened the first time, then I'm putting them all in danger...</span> she mentally cried out. Between the options of fight or flight, she chose flight. "Please forgive me if I don't make it!" she shouted over her shoulder to the people she just met as she sprinted off away from everyone.</span>