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Grant moved around the side of the car, to Eureka and the new guy. Grant hadn't seen what Antony was doing to Eureka to worry her, but he didn't have to; he trusted her more than he trusted some guy he had just met. In truth, Grant was still a bit wary of the man, there was something just a bit off about him. Then again, he was still more than willing to give the guy a chance.

"Do we got a problem here?" He asked rhetorically, without raising his voice. Although, he did step a bit closer to Antony. Grant didn't intend on starting anything, although he was damn well ready to. In truth, it was more of an intimidation tactic. Eyeing him for a second, he turned away, walking towards the entrance on the other side of the garage. "C'mon guys, get your asses in gear." He said with a slight flick of his hand as he walked away. He knew Eureka wasn't too badly hurt, although moving with haste was probably the best plan. Popping a cigarette in his mouth, he flicked his lighter open and lit up, puffing a few times as he approached a heavy door, unlocking it with a key on his key ring.

He stepped to the side and held the door as he waited for the two others in his company to get inside. "Eureka, you know where to go. Antony, hang back with me. We'll wait for the other recruits to show up." Grant said as they got closer. "And just keep the freakin' bandanna!" He called out to Eureka as she headed inside. Grant didn't exactly want it back after it was used as a makeshift bandage for her shoulder. Speaking of blood, he was going to have to clean his car seats when he got the chance, which he wasn't exactly looking forward to. It wasn't that he was particularly squeamish, but it was just a chore; and not even one that he might have a little fun with, like tuning up an engine or something of the sort.