Kitane, with her ears pinned to her head, looks around the sewers, seeing everyone clearly until Moby illuminates the sewer. She blinks several times, noticing movement from the way they came. Removing her sunglasses, as they were no longer needed, she presses her back against the wall and motions for the others to be quiet. Flicking her ears forward, she moves along the wall, careful not to touch it. Taking a deep breath, she wrinkles her nose and faces the wall. "Machines." She grunts. Pushing away from the wall, she sprints down into the sewer, past the two that'd just jumped in and farther on down. Pausing for a second, she sniffs the air again, though opening her eyes quickly. "Of course. That's how they're watching us." She says, instantly spotting a camera up in the corner. Snapping her fingers, the camera's encased in ice and she looks around in the dark sewers, still able to see things clearly, even the light that Moby was providing. Walking cautiously back to the others, she picks up a familiar scent: One of the ones that'd experimented on her while she was dead. She takes another breath after she froze, and sighs in relief. He'd only been here days before and the scent trail was old. Blinking a couple times, she notices the two that she'd just ran past and pauses, unsure if they were enemies or friends.