Faye watched as Logan seemed to pull three blades out of nowhere. But how? She stared a little more carefully, and as the blades caught the light, she realised that they were coming actually out of his hand somehow. This time, Faye really was uncertain, but she didn't show that in front of the guy on the floor - she had to look like she knew exactly what was going on.

But then a small stream moved its way slowly towards Faye, and she opted not to hide her disgust this time as she tiptoed back slightly so it wouldn't come in contact with her shoes. Faye's attention was on Logan's hand again. She certainly wouldn't be dancing with the baboon guy now, whoever he was, disappearing away. Faye turned to face Logan, grabbed his wrist, and lifted his hand closer to her face to inspect. "There's not..even blood. How the hell did that happen?"