Terenia stands back, removed from the situation at hand. For a long while she stares at Ossanlin's fading body, resisting Efaen as she pleaded to speak with him. Her begging quieted, however, when Aliciana and Claxter appeared on the scene. Terenia's focus had shifted to the Andalite girl, then. They had only spoken briefly before, and Terenia was acutely aware of the fact that Alic did not like her, despite briefly volunteering to replace Efaen as her host. Watching her kneel by Ossanlin's broken body a realization dawns on her.
<<They love one another. Or at least, she is in love with him.>> Terenia says to Efaen, her intrigue at this realization all that is keeping the two of them on speaking terms. Efaen notices this as well, but remains silent, worn out from her fight for control. As they watch from the background a question tugs at the back of her mind. This is one of the worst injuries she has seen in her time at the bar - short of her own arm being burnt off just an hour or so earlier. And before that, Corliss had sustained damage, early in Terenia's residence in the bar. She was beginning to sense a common thread.
<How did he get hurt?> she asks the group at large, unsure who was around when the injury was sustained. She is aware that they are all involved in the task of keeping Ossanlin alive, and they very well may not answer her, but suddenly she desperately wants to know what happened to cause the explosions and subsequent injuries.
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Tamora follows The Directors gaze, her brows drawn. "Is...is that man...flying?" she asks, her face lined with confusion. She shakes her head, as though trying to clear the image from it. She sees several more strangers, Claxter and Aliciana among them, exit the bar, heading in the same direction as Terenia.
"Alright," she says, reluctantly, "perhaps now is not the time to chase down my sister. It looks as though the entire bar is moving to the field. I think I'll stay out of this one..."
