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It took a while to spot out Cyrus, but when he did, Rei made his way over to the unmoving blond and stared down at him for a few moments. He's been out for a while... he thought with a frown. He brushed some hair out of Cyrus's face before leaning down and lifting him off the ground, carrying him bridal-style. He tipped some at first, but quickly caught his balance. "You're kind of heavy, Cyrus," he grumbled as he slowly started out of the building. He hoped there wasn't a trap or something waiting on the other side. He wasn't sure what Taser's mental state was at this point, as in what he might be thinking. He could be ready to kill him once he leaves that building, just to catch him off guard while Nik's off with Katie and they're by themselves. Not to mention, he's carrying Cyrus, so he's basically defenseless.

When he left, Rei stopped in his tracks just outside the rickety old building. He blinked, looking between the frantic-looking Katie and the casual-as-ever Taser. I don't like this. Something was off. "Where's Nik?" Rei asked, trying to be as cool as possible as he made his way closer to the dangerous duo. He shifted Cyrus in his arms, still frowning, but kept a clueless look on his face. "Did something happen?" A thought struck him all of a sudden and his eyes narrowed over at the ex-Thorn. Katie looking tired, Nikolas missing, they went off together and only the untrustworthy one returned... If that wasn't screaming red alert, he didn't know what did. But, then he took a closer look at Katie's condition, and changed his mind. If she took care of Nik, she would look more confident and proud, Rei would think, but she didn't seem that way at all. Nik was alive. He could calm down. "Anyway, Sparky, what are we doing from here?"