She grins to Allison as she comes out of the shower and hands over the sweater.  Taylor laughs lightly at the dream that Allison had. "Tame nightmare, sure it wasn't a fantasy." She quirks a brow, clearly joking about the whole thing...really just trying to lighten the mood up a bit since they're likely to be questioned through the floor.  The reason for her own layering is because one never knows when they'll be sucked through a vortex.  The only problem here is that she has to leave her machete behind, wouldn't be exactly great to show up with the thing in hand.  She debates for a moment and then decides it'd be at least better to bring the swiss army knife.  She attatches it to a set of keys and drops it in her purse, that way it just looks like it's an ornament on her key chain.<br/><br/>With that done she'll wait for Allison before heading out of the room towards the conference room where they had been directed to go.  Once there she takes a look around, having missed Blake's compelling argument, though would still agree.  Granted she still doesn't know of Vivian's lover and her fate, which might actually explain why she raises a brow when she looks over to Vivian and the tear-stained face.  "Am I missing something?"