[Fareeha places a gentle hand on his shoulder. She didn't know if he knew she was following or not, but she'd tried to catch up to him. She wasn't at all surprised that he was trying to bar her; but she'd already been in and out of Floor Two; she couldn't take it all in at once, and her helmet isn't a full covering like his; she had needed the air. She's back now to see if there's anything she can do for these people, or if there is anyone here that needs help.]
Floor Two
It's okay, Reinhardt. I can manage.