Fen starts slowly floating downwards to Twelve as Gyre works through his brain. They land by Twelve's head and lift one of the post-its away with their mouth. Twelve's eye snaps to Fen and stares.

"Yeah, exactly. We should just leave. She's not going to fight or kill you like this." Five rolls her eyes again.

Meanwhile Fen drops the post-it and delightedly chimes in to Twelve: "Hello!"