Senna took a minute to look over the situation, shifting and shoving bodies in a mass of constrained melee. Well, this night had gone to complete shit. Meche seemed to be having a decent time pulling Soma, and Hokuto was now latched onto Falis, so really, the only thing left was to separate them. The girl took a breath, and then again, tried to shift herself between the two predators. If they loosened at all, she was going to be shoving Soma back to help Meche out. Falis could at least still talk, and seemed to have some kind of sense remaining to her. Both needed to be separated though, no matter what--out of eyesight and hopefully out of mind.