Alex was trying to collect his thoughts. It was unclear to him whether the worm had burrowed in Kat's body to hide, to breed, or to feed. Either way, it clearly chose to attack Kat instead of him. Perhaps it was luck? Or perhaps the worm had a preference for females?<br/><br/>He got an idea. "We need to coax that worm out of her. I think our best bet is to replicate the environment it is currently in, and try to usher it into the new one." He looked at Bren hesitantly, unsure of how to proceed with his idea. "I think... if we... if you take off your suit and lie down next to Kat..." he couldn't help blushing a little, so he turned to address Cross instead. "Basically I'm thinking we should try to get the worm to switch hosts, and when it comes out, we'll catch it."<br/><br/>He cracked his fingers uneasily. His eyes shifted from Cross, to Kat who was still anguishing on the floor, to Bren, and back at Cross. Kat was a mess. She looked like she was grotesquely pregnant with a violent and restless brood twisting and turning inside of her. She looked exhausted, her clothes were tattered, and the copious amount of shiny slime she was bathed in, mixed with extinguishing fluid, made it seem that she had been the entertainment of an entire army battalion.