"Shut up," Alex practically growled, but it wasn't to him. No, it was to the Warren-shaped imprint in the three. "There's nothing wrong with being controlled by your emotions!" Being controlled by your emotions meant that they gave Alex more than a little bit of a boost when it took in her anger, and right now she was furious. She was furious that this was happening, furious that this was stripping their secrets from them and furious that they were too far away for help to reach them quickly. Or for them to get back out of this sooner rather than later.

The rage against Warren wasn't new, and Alex was trying to focus on Richard's voice in her ear, because right now wasn't a time to be alluring or distracting. No, more than that this wasn't Richard's voice that she was hearing. It was Dr. Richard Strand who equated the world into binary codes of ones and zeroes, and who gave her the word of apophenia and who was now giving her the idea that this was a plant.

"But you know ghosts are real here, Alex. They've been before and they will be again. Why not demons?" The Helvation sounded closer now, and it was crowding them, trying to talk over what Richard was saying. "And you know that he wishes you weren't so emotional just like..."

"Shut up!" Using that emotion, Alex wretched her hand from his and flung it towards the Helvation, sending it towards another tree, were it skipped like a stone.