Darion waited a moment, shook the doctor's attention off so he could keep the pistol trained on the newcomer.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“I'll live, I've been through worse.”</span>he muttered to the doc while Fanya spoke to the girl that had been hiding behind.  The weapon was only lowered when she finally stepped out, and returned the pistol to it's holster at her side.  Once he was certain bullets wouldn't begin flying just yet, darion moved over and returned fanya's second pistol to it's holster at the naked woman's side.<br/><br/>Instead of  going back to where the doctor could work on him, darion instead leaned against a solid object and studied the woman thief.   Ok, he had to admit she looked pretty, but she also looked like she didn't belong here as a worker or scientist.  Dressed too much like a wastelander.  His first thought was thief, or test subject.  They both would likely have a way in here, one with skills, the other by drugs.    If she was a test subject, why would she be armed and not in stasis like the woman behind her.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“I wouldn't worry about her, the question is who are you?  You don't look like a test subject like the Fuk twins here or that girl you want to get out of here so much, no do you look like one of the scientists.”</span>His guess was she was a thief.  The thing he wasn't going to mention yet was that they weren't leaving without the crazy man who spoke over the speakers.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>