Subject Six tilted her head slightly when the man seemed to struggle to say the simple word ‘yes’. She wondered if the modifications done to him had affected his speech, poor guy. At least she could still make her wishes known easily even if she couldn’t see without destroying everything. With more footsteps approaching, she turned towards them before the man spoke, nodding as he said they shouldn’t just be standing there. She blushed a little, not having meant to just stand there, but she’d been sort of waiting for someone to follow. Her rescuer said something that sounded like a foreign language and began moving in one direction. Six came to the conclusion that English wasn’t his first language, thus his hesitation with words. She had no idea what he was speaking though. [b]”I’ll follow,”[/b] she explained to the man who had shown up second as she turned and felt the wall next to her, jogging slowly as her fingers ran along the wall, follow the footsteps until she could find her way out. She could only hope she didn’t run into anybody or anything and trip. But she was listening to the other footfalls carefully over all the chaos happening, wanting desperately to escape.