Amid the crackling static, screams intermingled, and Honeybee's complexion changed. Uijae sprung up from his seat. The chair he had been sitting in toppled over, but no one cared. He approached the door and grabbed Honeybee's arm.

"We're going there now. Take me with you!"

"What...?"

Honeybee's eyes widened in surprise, but that only lasted a moment. She nodded decisively and pulled Uijae close by wrapping her arm around his neck.

"Did everyone hear that? I'm taking this guy with me."

"What? But he's still detained...!"

"People are dying, and you think that matters? He's fine. I'll take responsibility! Let's go! Are you not moving? Want to get hit with a radio?"