Moe glanced at the sky, tugging at the fabric of her gloves. It was getting dark, and she wasn't sure if the robots would be after her still. Did they get her face? Probably not. She'd wait till morning to risk it, though, get her strength and portals back. Nodding to the one still wishing to leave, she tossed the keys at him.
"I'm more scared of gettin' caught by the government than dyin' in this cave thing. It may just be too risky right now, but I'm sure you can handle yourself. Whichever you want to do, I'm cool either way." She walked after the hulk-man, pulling her arms close to her as she looked around the area. She didn't care much about who used it before now, but the disembodied voice spooked her.
"I ain't like this much, I'll be gone in the morning." She stated, keeping her distance from the others. Her learning was worse the more tired she was, less resistance to the images.