Lana felt Ryuuzaki lean into her; she hoped he'd done the same as she had. Even through closed eyes the light had been bright enough that afterimages were swirling on the insides of her eyelids like ghosts in a movie. The glow had diminished, though not receded, and she uncovered one eye. "It's alright," she murmured, intending it for Ryuuzaki's ears -- if he was smart (and all evidence pointed to it), he wouldn't have opened his eyes yet. She'd only done it because someone had to be the junior partner, and with a still-sore ankle she was the more expendable of the two of them. "I think," she added, in the same low voice.

She blinked, and blinked again. The green glowing wings sprouting out of Lloyd's shoulders weren't afterimages; they stayed put. And were lighting up the room.

She tucked her flashlight into a pocket, not turning it off, and stepped carefully off the pad. They did need to get moving, and she wasn't going to argue with that, though she would need a moment more before she could move quickly. But they could talk while they walked; if Castiel had a weapon that could kill Landel's monsters that easily, they didn't need to be quite as circumspect in their explorations, after all.

"Mind telling us what the hell that was? And where you got those?" She punctuated the last with a courtroom flourish aimed at the glowing green wings in question, in case anyone had any doubt about what she was talking about.