Zegerus crouched, obviously hostile towards the woman. An tenacious sight, but Zegerus had it thought out. "they are not themselves, men! Lois has spred this disease to phrat! We don't know what they could do! Be ready, but dont hurt them!" Openly, Zegerus was ready to help his new friends, but within his mind he was different. 'if worse comes to worse...' he thought, rolling a small smokebomb into his left palm from his sleeve without anyone noticing 'I can't let them stop me. I have a damn job to do...'<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>