Lance took a step back as Axel equipped himself. He seemed bothered by the broken record of questions, but Lance couldn’t do anything about that. Usually the doors do not suddenly remove themselves the solid frames that house each of the children. It was muffled, but there was a commotion on the other side of the barrier, and Axel looked ready to tackle it head on. Perhaps his annoyance of answering the same question spurred a want to fight.

	With only ten seconds to make a decision, Lance started back towards his unsealed room. It was one thing to for Alex to cause trouble. While Lance had not known him personally, he knew of the antics he was capable of. This seemed a bit more on the extreme side. Lance knew not to piss off the guards, the staff, the doctors, whoever really. They took their work seriously, and Lance could not help but feel powerless. What was he going to do? He couldn’t stop the guards, and he certainly couldn’t stop Axel.

	“This is a bad idea.” Lance said, using his eyes to try and urge the others to also retreat to their rooms. It didn’t work as most if not all of the attention was on Axel and his barricade. He yelled and then punched the wall, penetrating the amalgam of metal clean through. It didn’t take much more than Kitty to tell him the guards were ready to fight.

	“I told you this was a bad idea.” Said Lance as he quickly turned and ducked back into his room. He looked out to see that guards were starting to break through. Lance didn’t want to be a part of that fight. Axel made this mess; he should have to deal with it. Lance was sorry that he couldn’t do more to help the others though. Not that they needed his help, but he was afraid they would sink with the same ship Axel was sailing.