The ground was suddenly<em>gone</em>, and Melissa was falling... up. Her left hand reflexively moved to her face, pressing her glasses uncomfortably against the bridge of her nose to hold them in place. The hallway was... no,<em>she</em>was moving. It took her several seconds longer than she'd like to realize what had; she'd been...<br/><br/>...She'd been lifted up and slung over someone's shoulders like a sack of potatoes. Her cheeks immediately reddened. This... this was... exceptionally embarrassing. Not really the kind of impression she wanted to give. She let out a heavy sigh, before swiveling her head over to look at Cassandra. On the bright side, she couldn't get much<em>more</em>undignified than being carried through the halls over someone's shoulder. "...Thanks," she answered wryly.<br/><br/>It occurred to her; this meant that... Blaze, right, that was the woman's name; that Blaze knew her way around the ship. At least, to the command room. And, well... mind-reading without permission<em>was</em>fairly rude, but... well, no harm done if the woman never realized, right? And of course she'd be thinking about the way to go, and any information she'd already picked up about the situation. Melissa bringing herself up to speed on that would be helpful in the long run! Besides, Blaze was probably too distracted to notice.<br/><br/>The telepath drew in a deep breath, and focused on what she did best. Just a quick glimpse of Blaze's surface thoughts would suffice; nothing too invasive, just sparing the pyrotechnic the trouble of wasting breath on answering questions while running. Not precisely the simplest of techniques, but well within her abili...<br/><br/>Melissa's eyes widened, and her cheeks stained deeply red. The woman was thinking about... had<em>those</em>kinds of thoughts, at a time like this?! There was an alarm, a... a code red, whatever that meant, and...<br/><br/>The telepath briefly cleared her throat, and hastily put an end to the unsolicited mind-exploration. She felt positively<em>mortified</em>, but... well. Hopefully nobody would notice.<em>Certainly</em>nobody would be able to figure out why she was blushing, or so she hoped.