Blue's gone up to check on Arcee a few times, and is now sitting just out of sight in the stairwell. Hormah can feel her concern and her praying, though they're faint next to the emotions coming from Random. The poor mechanic has been pushed to his utter limits by the events of the day.

The orange-red femme sighs and pats him gently on the shoulder without looking away from Keg's sleeping face. "Ye ready fer home, b'y?"