<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Morgan</span></span><br/><br/>"I didn't know you could do that," spoke Morgan in response to Damian. And, indeed, the demo - no, extradimensional entity's words were tempting. Going outside meant finding help, either from the rest of Mercy or the Marines (the latter if he was really desperate). On the other hand, there was the fact that the other members of the motely group of exiles were still trapped down there, and he couldn't very well risk their deaths.<br/><br/>But, now to turn towards Lilly.<br/><br/>"The Flumph's right, Miss. Bruises and cuts don't normally take this fast to heal. And I know for sure that aside from my sword - once swords, but I lost the more important one - I have no magical gifts whatsoever. So, it must be you doing it, and, well, thanks."<span style="font-style: italic">Twain would be very interested in such a power, but I don't know if I should alert him; he might frighthen the girl for some reason.</span><br/><br/>Morgan was glad that Lilly (not that he knew her name) agreed with him, and even raised some good points. The temple<span style="font-style: italic">definitely</span>had something to do with how the exiles had been transported to Earth, and it might even have something to do with how to return them. Or at least, return them all except the girl.<br/><br/>"Sorry, Mr, but, it seems as though we're going to be exploring. I don't want to leave the others to their deaths, or at least delay their rescue even more than it should be. Besides," he spoke, "I've got my sword."