[ Her hearing might be a lot more muffled than usual, but Blake knows the sound of Crescent Rose firing when she hears it. Relief hits her hard enough that she breaks out into a wobbly smile-- god, she'd thought she'd been alone here. And it's not that Blake is opposed to having time to herself, but being alone in a weird destroyed garage with a convoy and weird monsters outside?

No, she's extraordinarily grateful to have a teammate here.

With one final bullet, the alligator thing goes down. And unlike Grimm, its body just sort of... stays there. Slumped over, dead. Not dissolving into ash or goop or anything. ]

Gross is... one word for it. The human shaped things with teeth are even worse.

[ Blake shoots an amused little smile at Ruby, edged with her clear relief. ]

I guess you woke up in that garage too? I thought it was just me.