Oren's eyes snapped up to Eve's as she burst into the door, her eyes wild and panicked as she kicked the door shut behind her. Immediately he tried to sit up, grinding his teeth as he thought about trying to walk about.<br/><br/>"What are we supposed to do? How do we get out?" He asked, looking from her to the door as she quickly scribbled some wards on them, or at least he assumed that they were runes. He had a favor he could call in but only if they got out of the range of the Institute. He told her as much as he looked around the room.<br/><br/>Oren pushed himself back to his feet, breath whistling between his teeth as they locked together against the pain radiating from his middle. He stumbled and had to lean against the nightstand but he waved off her helping hand.<br/><br/>"Prepared, I'm prepared this time." He murmured, trying to stand tall despite the fact that his face had paled completely. He shook as he started to move towards a stain glass window.