As she neared the command post, she turned deftly to Christof, whipping the blindfold off his eyes in one easy move. He blinked rapidly, before his eyes adjusted to the light, or perhaps, lack thereof. "(Ah, so good it is to see you again, Mary Jane. I was lost in the darkness until you came along.)"
M.J. huffed and rolled her eyes, grabbing him by the sleeve and pulling him along behind her. As she neared the CP, she was startled to find that both Winters and Nixon had returned, and were sitting around a very small fire, talking quietly to themselves. Upon noticing their arrival, Nixon immediately sat up, drawing his pistol from his belt. Winters, startled by his friend's actions, turned to see what had caused Nixon's abrupt behavior, before hastily grabbing his own rifle and following after Lewis.