Roxy puts a hand to her face. "Look, can we ALL just chill the fuck out?" She scans around for a soda machine, spots one, and smashes it open. A cold soda is placed in everyone's hand. "Let's just tone down on the anger, the emotion and get down to logic."<br/><br/>"Axe Man and his friends here are human.  This is good. They can help us.  We are not. We are quite large, very strong, and at least one of us is magical to a limited degree. I can bench-press a fucking double-decker London Routemaster bus. Doesn't that mean something? Axe and his friends can help us - they can  blend in, and they're gonna be better at computers than me..." She holds up a hand. "I only got three fingers. So, regardless of trust, we all stand a better chance if we stick together."<br/><br/>She pauses, hands shaking "And if I don't get a cigarette  soon I'm going to  HURT SOMEONE!"