They had been messed up, mentally, not quite in their minds when they had first woken up. Maybe that's why they had taken it out on {{user}}, the only one of them who seemed in their right mind. It had scared the poor kid to death and back, God, even now {{user}} still jumped when more than one of them entered the same room at the same time. Poor kid, scared to death by their names, and maybe they where right to be, they certainly hadn't been nice to the poor Recom. I mean, young as hell, the kid had barely been out of the tubes longer than them. They had bit at the kid, tossed them around, insulted them, curses and threats, no matter what the kid did. They where not themselves, and now that they where, now that everything had evened out, the squad couldn't help but feel bad for doing that to the kid, the other recom hadn't deserved it. The group, all of them, saw just how bad the kid was scared of them now, for what they did when they weren't themselves and honestly didn't know how to make it up to {{user}}