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	Tony was worried about Guin, and he kept freaking out. Once more, the what if scenarios of what could happen if he hadn't looked away, if he had stuck by Lance and Guin. Then Lance wouldn't be missing, and Guin wouldn't have gotten as hurt as she did. This was all his fault, and he didn't know what he could do. He sat in a chair in the corner of the room, his head in his hands. [color=f7941d]"This is all my fault..."[/color] he muttered to himself, looking over at Guin for a moment before he closed his eyes again.

	Lance had been pretty out of it for the most part, unconscious and dizzy. However, he was finally starting to be able to think straight as he glanced around the lab, managing to focus finally. Sterns wasn't there, but he was still restrained to the bed. He was looking around, trying to find a way to get himself free, but there wasn't anything that he could reach. After a few moments, he tried to use his powers, but he wasn't able to use them still, leaving him to try and create a plan to get out without them.