Ptricia scrambled to her feet. "Drama. Plus it was the fastest way."<br/><br/>She examined the machine, then picked it up, shoving it back into her backpack in an eye twisting way. "Darn, too wrecked to be useful. Well, a little four paw action nver hurt anyone. C'mon, this way!"<br/><br/>She scampered off on all fours. "As for changing back, I'd rather not. They know we're here, but they don't know that we know that they know it's us. All they know is that we know that our presence has been detected. If we're seen to be keeping up our blown cover identities, it makes them think we don't know we've been identified. That could be useful when we infiltate openly."<br/><br/>OOC: She's a sphinx, 3000 years of thinking in riddles, remember?