"Wait, wait, hang on." Blue interjected, resting a hand on Marcus' shoulder to stop him from protesting. "He might be the bad guy, but he's right. I don't think this place has been touched since it was abandoned." She added, slipping down off the desk and looking around the room. "We might as well at least get one nights rest before we make any big decisions. It's not like we have guns to sell anymore." She murmured, biting her lip at the words that fell from her mouth. They didn't have guns to sell, because they had no one to sell them to. Was Manny alive? Doubtful. Though if the three of them made it out alive, maybe others did too.<br/><br/>She put her back pack down on one of the tables and tapped her lip as she thought, her eyes dancing around the room again, imagining Lex as he worked away, creating the Realians. He must know them inside and out... Which lead to a thought. "Wait a minute, if you.. created them. Surely you know their weaknesses?" She asked, turning to look at Lex now and stepping closer to him. "I mean, surely you planted like... an off switch or something?" She pondered.