With all the commotion going on every two seconds in Omega, Carolina wasn't sure what was expected to come next. She was worried for their makeshift home, if she were honest, and she was debating calling on York to work on their security system a little. Not that she expected that to help with pyjack infestations or the fact that some weird alien had decided to set a bunch of rabid animals on said pysjacks to 'solve' the problem, but it would be something.

As it was, they just needed to make sure their guns were in easy reach when they went to bed at night.

When North came into the apartment she glanced up from her spot on the couch where she'd been looking over a datapad she'd managed to pull enough credits together to afford. Reading things on that damn omni-tool was a little annoying when she was more used to reading data this way, and it hadn't been that expensive a purchase anyway.

He looked alright, which was good given the state of their district lately, but that thing in his arms has her attention. She raises an eyebrow, not entirely sure what he's got from where she's sitting, but she puts the datapad down and looks at him curiously. "What is it?"