Becca's mouth hung open as she stared. It made for a very inviting sight, not that anyone was looking. All eyes, hers included, seemed locked on the pair that they had discovered. She could not believe her eyes and wondered if the room had been filled with some kind of hallucinogen and she was just seeing something that was not there.  Her hand ran through her hair and her gun lowered without her even noticing.  She was just about to ask if anyone else was seeing what she was when she got her answer.  This certainly was confusing. When the one with what Becca had at first mistaken as a strap-on pulled out and turned, the mechanic's cheeks blushed deeply and she forced herself to shift her gaze.<br/><br/>Her eyes landed on Sue. She watched that pink hair, slip past the fire team members for a closer look. What appeared to be an intent look from what she could see. She felt a pang of jealousy. Sue did not look at her anymore, at least not that she noticed. She found that she missed that, even when she had not known if Sue was going to kiss her or Jynx was going to stab her. Becca stepped back and leaned on the wall beside the door, holding the gun loosely. For what must have been the thousandth time, Becca reflected on just how badly one rash action had damaged things between them.<br/><br/>The jealousy receded into guilt and sadness. This was all her fault. Maybe it was best if she just left Sue alone. The thought of doing that left her stomach in knots though. She cursed softly, there seemed nothing that she could do to make this right and she shook her head vigorously, forcing the thoughts out of her mind for now. These girls... or whatever may have looked cute but that did not mean they were not behind the massacre.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>