Just as he had cleared the stairs and entered into lobby, the voice of Zoey grabbed Travis' dazed attention. She had pontificated what seemed to be a quote of sorts from what he could understand anyway. While he was not taking a kind to the poetic choice of words, Travis admitted they at least had merit in describing his declined hygienic state.

"Let's hope that I did find [i]all[/i] the pieces lest we risk a opening a black hole..." replied a perturbed Travis as he found and collapsed into an adjacent couch from Zoey's and began staring to the ceiling, "How I'm doing? Well. To say the least; completed our big Paragon containment project...[i]I think[/i]...I swear I'm seeing glyphs now that aren't there. What about...you?"

Travis was initially going to return Zoey's well-being inquiry back to her but as he turned tiled his head to face her direction, what he found instead wasn't Zoey, or at least not the Zoey he remembered for the past few days. What casually laid in the opposite sofa before him was a near-animalistic feminine body; exhibiting purplish skin and fur and toping off with large wolf-like ears and a tail. Despite the bestial appearance that had now caught Travis by surprise, he couldn't ascertain any hostile intent though likely due to the woman's familiar lazy posture.   

Perhaps this is Zoey, Travis surmised to himself as he continued to stare in awe at her but remained still, awaiting a response and possibly and explanation.