Julia suddenly dragged Rhiannon into an embrace, holding her silently for a few seconds before letting her go with a sigh. The worried frown on her face morphed into a grin, and she held her friend at arms length.

"I. lmost didn't think we would get out of there." She said, looking back in the direction they came, "I mean, we probably would have been fine, even if they killed us, but I'd rather not take that chance." She quickly brought the girl into another tight hug, then let her start walking and fell into step beside her.

"Let's hope Grace can find a way to counteract whatever that noise was," she said with a grimmace, "I don't like feeling weak." Suddenly she stopped, hit by a sudden thought. Her hand flew to her leg and she groaned, slumping.

"They've still got Gracia," she said, showing her empty holster. She glanced back in the direction of the camp, as if debating whether or not to go back for her favorite pistol. Then she remembered there were going to be other people going in there. Pulling out her phone, she flicked her finger across the screen to find a certain app. "I'm glad I had the resident technopath attach a tracking become to her." She said, relaxing, "She'll make somebody pick it up."