The whole blue team was busy outside, either messing around with blootis or figuring out why the hell Pootis from the red team was on base grounds, or why a red scout was with him.

Meanwhile, medic was just in the background, standing there and staring at everybody. He was selectively mute most of the time, choosing not to speak with the team except for a few times. He was suddenly looked at when he was asked about what they should do with their blue spy’s severed head, and he just held up a needle and smiled. Indicating that he would sew it back on eventually.