<span style="color: #40FF00">Gently Stella felt for Zane's pulse. Faster than it should be there. With the same care she brushed through the hair at the top of Zane's head, looking for if his wounds had healed. "He'll be fine physically. Mentally I have no clue." She growled when the sentrada showed up. Stella wouldn't have told Liliane about her parentage now, not with her father either laying unconscious and bloody before her or just beginning to become conscious. "Hush you! Liliane is not a tart." Stella flashed her razor sharp teeth at the demon spirit for a second. She keeps her senses trained on Zane, but takes time to relay an order to Tetramis. "Tetramis, if you will call for a stretcher with your cell? Or go to med bay and drop my name if you don't have it on you? In emergencies Stella doesn't request, she commands.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #8000FF">One thing that is universally known around the school: mess around with Stella's pack, biological or adopted, and heads will roll. The twins stay right where they are and watch what happens at the window. They can see that their mother isn't very happy with the situation. </span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">Aaron came over the intercom. "Students may return to your dorms. Graduating students please take your code A posts." Meaning keep students from seeing the damage until it could be explained in mass without causing panic. </span>