Skittering about all over the place, the Coxiens advanced at a steady pace, curious. Finding a new target, a signal was sent to the Gracoxien, who was finding it difficult to move - he was, after all, a slug-type movement Alien. Which made it hard to get around. Receiving the tendril of information, the Gracoxien paused. Then he rumbled and simply continued burrowing towards Anna; he already had a host after all, another one wasn't required - but it would add to the cause. He sent his mental reply.<br/><br/>Hordes of Coxiens, upon receiving their command, blockaded the area where Joe was in, sealing off the possible exits on either side of the corridor and more or less occupying the entire little room they had constructed and sealed off with dozens of Coxiens that skittered about and swarmed at her feet.