PFC Yui 'Zippo' Sakuraba<br/><br/>Yui licked her lips nervously as 'Jane' spilled her story.<em>Not good, not good, not good ... even worse</em>, thought Yui, as she made a mental checklist of everything the woman was saying.  She knew she hated scientists before, but she really<strong>hated </strong>them now.<em>Only a bunch of know-it-all eggheads would be arrogant enough to throw that many homicidal zeeno-critters in the same place and think nothing bad would happen ...</em><br/><br/>She looked over her shoulder at the great big critter, with the giant knives sticking out of its forearm. The thing gave Yui the creeps. It just stood their impassively, silently surveying the room. But Yui got the distinct feeling if the big guy wanted them all dead, they'd be smears of tattered flesh and blood on the floor before they had time to blink.<br/><br/>Yui looked back at 'Jane'.<br/><br/>"You don't have access to a map? Fine," Yui snapped at her. "Draw it for us, then. Senjo will figure out things from there. I don't want us to be totally hosed if you suddenly decide to leave us."<br/><br/>"And you're a scientist ... you smarties always have theories. So what's your theory as to why you got to live?"