Benji glanced back at the strange new girl who casually mentioned her sister was like a founder to the scientists and had provided them with their first pet. He also chuckled when she mentioned she'd been mistaken for Poseidon. “Mistaken for the Earth-Shaker, you? I find that hard to believe.” He said as she looked nothing like the older bearded man of myth. “If your looking to stop anyone who helps the scientist then I am more than willing lend a hand.” He offered when she mentioned stopping her sister. 

Willa seemed to be itching to get going and Benji felt uncomfortable around the Supernatural Underground anyway. He did like that they had scotch to share but waiting around to meet up with a bunch of humans or this new girls crazy sounding sister certainly didn't sound like fun. He paused and sniffed the air. “Well that way smells like more humans,” Benji said gesturing in the direction the platform was already heading. He paused as the scent of something he could really only describe as heavenly was distracting him. He had no idea what the stranger was but he'd never smelled another supernatural like her before, he was curious about what she was but it was a rude question to ask, and, in his experience, most supernaturals preferred to keep that a secret from strangers. “and I'm not sure which way exactly is a good exit.” He said as he followed Willa who carried Paon as if he weighed nothing, which didn't surprise him any. Benji half-shifted, improving his night vision, sense of smell and hearing as well as quickening his reflexes. 

“Coming with us or staying, Earth-Shaker?” He called back to the woman with the trident as she smelled trustworthy. “So, Red, you think we're going to be mortally wounded by traps, wander around until we starve or captured by that new chick's sister?” He asked mostly joking. “The only strong scents down here are in the direction of the Undergrounds' train and I'm guessing that would be the best way to get out of these tunnels, they must have a way out that isn't on the train. We might even be able to sneak around them.” He suggested, although none of the options seemed choice to him. 

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Charlie starred wide eyed at Dr. Silas, he couldn't believe his luck meeting two of the greatest minds in the field on the same day. It took him a few seconds to remember to speak. “Very nice to meet you Dr. Silas, sir. I look forward to working here, near you guys.” He said as Mr. Right went to look into the alarm situation. Dr. Silas lead him to another area to wait while the situation was sorted. “Does this happen a lot?” He asked in reference to the alarm and was about to ask what it meant but the sound quickly stopped. “Right seems very efficient, kind of interesting that a supernatural would help us but I guess he must be a bit more civilized than the rest.” Charlie said casually, trying to probe for some kind of information. Did most of the other supernaturals believe this work was important and support it the way Right did or was he rare? Did he gain something from doing this that made it worth it and were others offered similar deals? Maybe some of the subjects were volunteers. 

Charlie didn't have much time to think as Rigth quickly returned with a horn. “Unicorn horn?” He asked though he was pretty sure it was. “If you take a unicorn's horn does that just make them a horse?” He asked wondering aloud. He also wondered if unicorns were endangered and if taking their horns was equatable to poachers taking rhino horns. If they just became regular non-magical horses after their horn was removed and maybe got to go live on a farm or something then taking a unicorn's horn might not be so bad.