He listened to the others report, before suddenly remembering the cloning tanks. "I think I know what happened! There was only one person, but they cloned themselves a number of times, and likely had minions to help round out the work force. That explains the lack of bodies, and the secrecy."<br/><br/>He paused, before replaying the conversation back in his head, and realizing he had been asked a question. "Thanks, but no thanks for going back, the minions got bored and took apart the RV. I need to do some damage control, scream at them for a bit, levy out punishments, and get them building a time killing machine that will also amuse them afterwards. Clean up teams can go."<br/><br/>He frowned, before smacking his head, trying to get his brain back on track. He REALLY wanted to ask something, but couldn't remember what it was. It was gonna bug him until he either remembered it or Insomnia blasted him... "Our guest behaving better now that she has been here a half day or so? Or is she still flinging medics against the walls?"