Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...
When she glanced back at him, it was clear he was out. Cold. He wasn't dead and... barring any of her spiders deciding they were going to be brats... was in no danger of dying. It just seemed like he'd passed out.
Just as she was getting ready to leave the room, she heard Ty's cell phone ring. She checked it to see that it was Jake calling... and the odds were good it was with information about Lunet.
She answered it, and it was clear that Jake was confused.
"...Anya...?" he muttered.
"Long story short, he came to check up and got overwhelmed with everything and passed out. He's the the guest room. So what's going on?" she asked.
"Oh, right. One of the guys noticed some weird cloaked fellas milling about near that quarantined park." he told her. "You know, the one where those really dangerous pesticides leaked into the water supply there." he went on... which was about where Ty's 'sense' had pointed him.
...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.