Hal stared in shock at the white tom, shaking his head quickly. "This artificial virus may not activate in her body but that doesn't mean it won't in your's. We can't risk losing you, especially when you don't have Petilla." The tom would me, grabbing the syringe and holding it tightly but carefully. "We're all lucky it hasn't effected Purple for now and hopefully it stays that way, but there's too much at stake." The tom mews shakily.
Holly smiles a little at Trin's praise, feeling her face warm in embarrasment. It's short lived as an eerie silence covers the communications and she waits a moment before daring to ask questions. "Is everything alright down there?" The she-cat would ask tentatively, before turning to address Bailey. "Good job, bro." She praised, resting her non lamed paw on his forehead for a moment.
Pestilence seems to have calmed for a moment and he looks to Deceit, noting her confusion. "You've never seen anything like this, have you?" The tom would ask, glaring briefly at Hal but the bicolor tom either doesn't see it or ignores him.