Milo had brought the rather heavy supplies in, just as the table was launched in multiple directions - more like every direction. She quickly unstrapped much of the weight and leapt over a small chair, to get behind the scorpion, grabbing her by the tail and dragging her back out of reach from the scientist. "The midgit is right, you're not the only one who's lost someone. Chances are; he feels pretty shitty about this too." The centaur continued to hold with both arms wrapped around the mid-section of the deadly tail, waiting for her to calm before letting go.