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Ara remained motionless the entire time. The instant Aileen removed her from the warm water Aramay began to shiver against Aileen. Within the bag were materials very similar to an EMT's response bag but with several alterations. There were various containers and vials containing unidentifiable liquids along with IV bags, pre-measured and labeled bags of a thick, dark colored semi-solid substance along with a bag of replacement feeding tubes. Several pairs of cutting impliments, namely a pair of medical scissors would be the closest to to top of the bag. And a piece of paper with notes scribbled all over it.

There was an uneasy darkenss about the room along with the unmistakeable feeling of being watched as there was a distinct sound of a heart beat that couldn't be sourced but most certainly felt. The light around Aileen's eyes quickly faded. Leaving her at a rather big disadvantage. It only lasts for a few seconds, but long enough for her to feel a shaky pair of hands wrap around her chest and mouth. "You've done a piss poor job of hiding. You're not doing a very good job with her either." Aileen would hear Holmes speak into one of her ears. "If you're trying to kill her, you're doing a better job than the lab."Holmes' grip was strong, yet it frequently waivered as though he had worked himself out to the point of exhaustion. It wasn't so much to keep her from moving. Moreso to get her to move the girl's body back towards the tub. Nothing seemed to wake her, and her cold pale skin made her look more dead than alive.

As much as Oren wanted to dart right back out of the house, he would be damned if he did so without attempting to ensure that his investment was still intact. Unfortunately they didn't seem to be doing a good job of it, and he wasn't well versed enough in the field to attempt trying to take her back on his own. His abilites were nothing to scoff at. On the other hand he made up for his over achievements with a severe lack of stamina to last more than a few minutes at a time. He needed a breather. Worse yet, he was only a door away from a house of possibly angry mutants. It was risky enough that he tried to go it alone by jumping ahead before the rest of the team would be able to reach their location. There was still time, but not as much as he would have liked.

Now he wondered what the hell he would be able to do with the time that he managed to squeeze out for himself. Going with the mutants was not one of his options. According to himself. Find a way to get the girl recovered enough for her to leave of her own accord, and possibly bring back another mutant in the process was more his goal.