Crouching off to the side, Anna is holding a cold compress to the bruise on the side of her neck.  Looking up as Ian came to, she smirked a bit, looking to Anna.  "Well... to you, we're Lieutenant Maya Stark..."  She points to Maya, then at herself, "And PFC Anna Thompson, though frankly, our ranks don't matter anymore."<br/><br/>Moving over closer, she brought her hand to rest on Ian's shoulder.  "Next time, you need to be more careful when putting your hands on a strange woman."