"Oh," Crow said, giving him a sideways look. He was going to have to ask about that, later.
Crow smirked bitterly. You aren't the only one that's lost family to inhumans. He thought, feeling the familiar sorrow that came with thoughts of his parents. He quickly pushed the memories away, back into the corner of his mind. River was saying something.
"Coffee sounds good," Crow interjected, unconsciously rubbing his shoulder.
Crow contentedly sipped a hot latte, watching Thomas awkwardly sit down next to him.
Sammy's gaze flickered over to Mikki as she abruptly snapped her head up. Hmm? Did he say something? I don't think he said something.
Crow shot a questioning glance at Grant, but he wasn't looking.
Crow was listening intently. This just keeps getting worse. "So, this Maru dude... Where do you think he'd bring her? I could fly around... And..." His voice faltered. He knew that the chances of finding her were slim, especially since Grant hadn't had any luck.
Sammy picked up one of Ash's dropped pens and scribbled a chicken onto a napkin. "What? Oh." She said, not paying much attention. She was thinking about Firestein and the bubbles. What does Firestein want from us? Is he going to put us in the bubbles? Humph, I'd like to see him try... But then again... What if No-Name has some sort of mega-un-inhuman-weapon? She stared accusingly at her doughnut. I wish I could read minds. Then I could tell when- if No-Name's planning to capture us... And why that guy is staring so intensely at Mikki...