Harvestman leaps from the chair at the sound, only stopping when he twists around and realizes it's just Arashi. He can't get any paler, but he looks sick. Slowly he wraps his arms around his chest and holds them tight, gaze flickering at the other two.

"This changes a lot," Gabriel says finally. He too had to visibly relax after Arashi destroyed the chair. "And it's going to take priority. I can't - we can't let this keep happening, not if I want to keep the people in my network safe."

"Dude." Martín gestures toward Harvestman, shaking his head.

"...Okay. We should go." Gabriel looks up at Arashi. "I need to take care of this now, if I want to keep my people safe. Can you lead us out of here?"