Ai picks herself off the ground slowly. The snake woman's lightning didn't really hurt, but she still feels bad. She should have stayed in control more, protected her fragile friends more effectively, done a better job modifying the plasma gun, not let the snake woman get away. At least it's over.

Paramedics are tending to Azuma and Hannah. Ai knows she would just get in the way. Instead she flies over to Zahid and lands gently next to him, keeping an eye on the harried-looking humans who are approaching them.

She raises her hand, and it morphs and spreads into a pale, fleshly umbrella that spreads over both of them to keep the rain off. (It is, by human standards, a little gross).

"Do you want to get out of here?" she whispers. In her other palm rests her shrunken-down space ship.