[Number one concern was the current rumble of....somewhere else in the tower. Number two concern was the fact that Equius was still on this floor, and stood a very good chance of dying at this rate. She had no idea why he wigged out, but they had to get him out of here.]

Yo Gam-- [She started whipping around to look at Gamzee.] Take Wriggle and your bull bro here and get down to the lower floors as fast as your lanky ol' legs can carry ya; I'll track down Colonel Mustard and be down as soon as I can.

By the way, point not negotiable-- get your fucking ass out of here or so help me I'll skewer you all on my bayonet and escort you down like a fuckin' corn dog vendor. Sort out your drama later.

[They were running out of time so baaaaaad (haha)]