Still invisible, Ianthe frowned: a hostile likely would have attacked Toi by now, and what little of the other mind she could sense seemed more fearful than aggressive. She focused her eyes on the source of the sound, that shifting of a long body within the darker shadows at the edge of the room, and, sword in hand, dropped her cloak. "Come out," she demanded, flatly, "and we won't hurt you." She shot a quick look towards Toi and glanced meaningfully at the control panel he was working on, as if to encourage him to work faster.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>