Megan blanched. "They didn't get you, did they?" she asked, flying up and settling herself on one of the machines facing the other girl. "Not that there's anything wrong with you if they did. Unless that does something really, really bad to you and makes you evil or something, in which case that is technically something wrong but not really your fault." One hand started twisting nervously at her hair. "Maybe yours will fade away at some point, now that you're not there any more?" She sounded hopeful.