He heaves a sigh of relief when he finally sees her, wasting no time on climbing through the window.

"Hey," he says, sounding a little more exhausted than he wanted to as he rights himself, running a hand through his grimey hair, pushing his goggles up afterward.

The relief doesn't last as long as he hoped when Tommy gives her a brief once over, and his stomach practically hits the floor when he catches a glance of puckered flesh and a metallic shine. His face pales, and he grabs Ana's good shoulder so he can turn her to get a better look.

"...Whu--"