Maya bit her lip. "Rescue...?" Lieutenant Stark was still alive and well in the back of her mind, outraged at what had happened to her in the last several hours. But her voice was silent compared to the megaphone that the Zikkick and the Coxien had given Maya the breed sister, Maya the mother of bugs. Stark raged against the toxic bonds that had been given quite liberally to her, but it was a fruitless fight. Maya stood off of Ian and looked to Anna, a suggestive look on her eyes. "What should we do with him?" As if the answer was not obvious.