Katlin had faded out of consciousness again when Marcus examined her. Though she stirred a little restlessly, she didn't seem to be reacting directly to his hands.<br/>Pain, when the peice of shirt was tightened around her. Her natural reaction was to growl angerly, standing on all fours and glairing at the one who had hurt her. With the wraping around her, it made standing possable, though still extermely unpleasant.<br/>She looked down at herself, lightly touching the fabric. The anger drained, slowly. She looked up at the scientist, sitting down to ease some of the pressure on her ribs.<br/>He was a scientist. A<span class="bbc_u">scientist.</span>Surly he'd want them dead? Then go running to whatever people that got sent?<br/>She hesatently formed the words 'thank you' with her hands. She glanced at Jacky, wondering if she should thank him as well. Most likely.