If it really was ISIS's objective to observe all of the group's reaction to a threat, then the first thing that the all-seeing AI would see from Mimi was, well... Not seeing her. It only took a moment of the blazing fire and a twitch of Mimi's ears before she was completely gone from sight, and the only thing Jenny would feel was a distinct lack of a certain cat-girl hugging her leg. The most that could be seen after that was some odd blur of the vision at certain points... As though something was there were something obviously was not. It wasn't a constantly moving object, but ISIS would note that Mimi's odd camouflage had tiny inconsistencies, possibly from the fact that she had to be constantly enforcing her invisibility... And the energetic feline's mind did tend to wander.<br/><br/>Though, as soon as the burning projectile crashed uselessly against the sparkly-man's big glowing shield, Mimi appeared over by the door as though she had never been gone. Her invisibility was obviously the strongest part of her survival instincts already. Mimi thought about going back to the Squiggly-lady, but the poor feline didn't quite understand what the situation was between them. Did she hate Mimi? Was that why she didn't lick or nuzzle Mimi in return? Or maybe people were just weird. Mimi was still far from used to them.<br/><br/>But, having been sufficiently scared by the newly dubbed burny-lady, Mimi decided it was about time to just patter off and go and sleep by the door again. Since she'd moved from that perch she'd managed to make someone cry, so perhaps it were best she just remained there. After much embarrassing fumbling with the door, (She still didn't quite get them) Mimi finally managed to slip away from the training room, her hair flushed bright red with the humiliation of not being able to get through those stupid, silly doors. Why couldn't they just be holes in the wall? People made it look so easy. All Mimi ever saw was a hand touch that bulbous protrusion which extended from the rectangular plane of wood and then it just seemed to slide open.<br/><br/>Diego would soon hear someone or something grumbling its way into the common room to try and find its old perch again, and when Mimi froze in front of the TV, the identity of that someone was evident. She gave Diego an unsure look before shuffling out of the way of the TV and disappearing. Though, suddenly the once more pink and purple-haired girl resumed her curious regarding of Diego from where she now sat on the back of the sofa, perched awkwardly there but staying put with expert balance.<br/><br/>"You... Smell scary, mister. B-But... You don't... Look scary." Mimi mused, almost as though she were speaking to herself as she thoughtlessly sniffed at Diego's hair.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>