Suddenly the shifter went silent, a look of anger crossing her face. “Who the hell do you think you are?” she snaps, locking her now aqua eyes on the strange woman. “I can face my own demons because my sanity isn’t worth someone’s life and if I wasn’t prepared to face my own consequences I wouldn’t have done it.” She growls, her anger quickly flaring. Her eyes scan her battered companions before locking coldly back onto Marianne. “Why is it you keep singling me out, what makes my life more important than everyone else’s. Mr. T is in pieces, Daniel can’t even stand…. Not a single one of us has been unfazed since we got in this Hell hole. Yet you chose to offer ME help. If you knew us as well as you pretend you do then you’d know I’d refuse your offer.” She snaps. 

Alex leans down and picks up Mr. T, only to back away from Marianne with the injured bear in her arms. “Now let’s go stitch you back up. Ok?” she chimes, her dark mood lightening a bit as she turned her back on her. With a chuckle she started walking back to where the rest of Mr. T. was.