Jane's group, as soon as they had begun their healing work, Terrance himself walked over and sat on the ground, a few feet away from the whole group. He did glance upon Jane, noticing her tattoos floated and danced wildly above her. Whether he should try to help her or not, he contemplated, but soon returned his eyes towards the group, biting his lip as he observed them. Nobody wanted to get stabbed by tattoos, and nobody wanted to possibly lose new comrades either... Plus, it was a bit too nerve-wracking to confront Jane directly<br/>Amongst her group, one of her members fell back from getting bumped in the head by something. Which happened to be Fear, standing up and screaming and laughing like a nut as he typically does. Seeing this, Terrance stood up and scanned the group again, hoping to see Strata awake as well, which he was. He also held a murderous look as well, also typical of him. Now, he figured, would probably be a good time to, well, do something. His gaze shifted back towards Jane, and taking a deep breath he slowly approached her, stopping only about a yard away from her. "Uh..." Stopping himself before he would start stuttering, he took a deep breath, clearing his throat to grab her attention. "Jane, calm down. They're awake, now, and it's all thanks to your group." Terrance finished quickly, before looking back amongst the crowd of healers.<br/>As he looked again, it was quite clear only Strata and Fear had woken. "Not... Not sure about Vince, though." He added, not without a small twinge of despair hitting his chest. Sure, he was new, but he was a comrade now and they still needed him. Plus, he was the one who basically put their plan forth. And Terrance still had a job he needed to finish for him, idly feeling the flash drive in his pocket, letting out a quiet and low sigh.