Reggie watched the boy closely as they approached; from his reactions, at least they didn't have to worry about just anyone sneaking up. Then again, hesitating could be bad for their kind, especially when it came to the people that were looking for them. Defending was good though, so he wouldn't discredit the boy too much. The large male crossed his arms over his chest as he watch the woman manage the situation.

Lydia nodded as she rested a hand against Eleanor's forehead; she was definitely warm, but they weren't supposed to get sick which made his idea of her over exerting herself a much more likely cause. A glow started to form around the woman's hand, an attempt to heal anything that they may have missed. She dismissed the male scorning himself as she said, "Eleanor, unlike the rest of us chooses to keep her powers a secret. No one knows why and no one knows what she can and can't do.

"Being like the rest of us, you were unaware of her skill extent so you shouldn't beat yourself up too hard." The blonde woman then looked over at the male as she neatly folded her hands on her lap. "In contrast, she was very fortunate that you were there to assist her. If you had not been, we may not be having the chance to even see her in such a state."

A small smirk formed on Nyx's face as she said, "Well, it's not like we were going to let you guys wander around in the cold for long." It was then that Lydia pulled a jacket from her lap, offering it to the male; a bashful look of having forgotten on her face. She then took another and lay it over Eleanor for now, letting her rest peacefully for a few more moments.

It was Melik's 'confession' that brought a deep rumbling chuckle from the glistening man. He walked over to him, planting a hand on the top of his red head as he said, "No one's going to think any differently of you. My skin didn't come out this way just because they wanted me to look pretty." Though, to say he wasn't attractive would have been incorrect too; he was definitely built, tanned skin, sharp, dark eyes and black hair, he seemed to be of a more islander dissent; definitely not local and more exotic looking. Reggie then pulled his hand away, formed a fist and then knocked on his own chest; it was a dull sound, like someone hitting a concrete wall with a bat.

The amused look fell from his face as he said, "We don't look at anyone different based simply on their number. We all went through hell and that's that. Some of the newer ones have better control over their powers than others do. Who knows how that managed to happen, but it did. We're here to help each other live and grow as what we have become, not judge each other over something we had little control over."

Lydia stood back up, stretching slightly as she said, "Your background may assist us then. With Eleanor down for now, we will need help in keeping everyone safe. She handled much of that by herself." The woman then looked to the diamond bodied male who seemed to move on unspoken orders to pick the brunette up, moving the jacket around her to close it as best as he could. "The first thing we need to do," she then continued. "Is get back to base. You two being alive will definitely be a boost in moral."

With that, Lydia and Reggie made their way back into the growing snow storm outside. Nyx stayed back near Melik, keeping some distance between the other two.

"What was it like?" Nyx asked him, her words nearly lost among the cold wind, her bright blue eyes locked on the male. "Eleanor's powers? You did see them, right?!"