"I suppose it would be too much to hope for for Remi or Ryan to know morse code or sign language, right?" Alexa sounded a little desperate. The mention of the previous entrants to the space of doom now being sludge was more than she wanted to consider and more than that...her stomach felt queasy. Stress? Possibly, but baby definitely. She moved to the window where Remi was and looked out.

"Hey, Griff? Is it just me or do those look like control panels?" She gestured at the now-alive workstations in the blonde portion of the room. "The structure isn't familiar but the button sequence seems to me like the control schematics of most of the things in my lab." She quickly abandoned the window and grabbed the lipliner from the pile of things that had been in her pocket and began to draw on the floor, peeking out the window every so often as she visually recreated the workstation on the floor.

"Remi...if you can hear me give me a thumbs-up. I have an idea."