[color=f49ac2][center][h1]Gematria[/h1][/center][/color]
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Gematria crossed her arms and scoffed at Ada's response. Engaging in "movie-talk" was part of the fun of the hero-villain dynamic, and Ada was trampling all over it. "[color=f49ac2]What's even the point then...[/color]" Gematria muttered to herself, kicking the ground absentmindedly. As Ada left, Gematria worried about Peterson's life. She had already figured out at least 3 different ways to escape the room she was in, but that would mean abandoning Peterson and Alchemist to their fate, and she wasn't going to do that. So there was little she could do but wait for the others to rescue them, and unfortunately, Ada would be expecting that to happen. 

As Gematria was deliberating, a message popped up in her notifications. Opening it up, she could see that Stray had sent her a message. At first, she was elated. Her hero had come running to her rescue once again! Then confusion set in as she wondered what he was doing here. As far as he knew, he wasn't assigned to this mission. But she eventually dismissed that train of thought, not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth. She mentally typed a message, [i][color=f49ac2]Safe. Ada and goons left, but still trapped. Status?[/color][/i], and sent the reply back to Stray. Gematria knew that help was inevitably going to come, but it was still good to confirm it with her own eyes. 

Speaking of which, a particular individual had also managed to sneak her way in. Gematria was surprised to see Madison making her way in already, not expecting help to arrive so quickly. Gematria flashed her own thumbs up at her and made a cheerful expression on her face plate. If things were going this smoothly, everything might turn out a-ok after all.