John makes to grab Tosh, but she's already approaching...Owen. There's a reason he brought Tosh back, and was able to, but Owen, as far as he knew, was pudding. "Tosh, hold on there!" He reaches the two of them and places a hand on Tosh's arm, looking this Owen up and down, his other hand resting comfortably on his holster. "I can practically feel the residual energy from here...let me guess, you, whoever you are, did not plan to be here."