Michael was amazed at just how resilient both of the girls were. The delusional woman who seemed to act in a very feline manner was bleeding from her genitals, yet she leaped and pounced with catlike grace. At the sound of his voice, she had fled under the table. Although she seemed to barely pay him any attention at all, he had enjoyed when she was purring on top of him.<br/><br/>Now that she had left to peer suspiciously out from under the table, he rose to gently pursue her but stopped when he noticed that the straight jacket-bound girl was thrashing beside him as she rose. Impressed that she could do so while restrained, he rose as well and began to ask her a question.<br/><br/>The lightning flashed and he saw the gleam of violence reflected in her crazed eyes. Backing up slightly, he moved closer to the cat, bent down, and whispered "Perhaps we should put some distance between ourselves and this woman..."