"Oh, would ye look at us." Conlan said, still nestled in the triple hug. Ronan would probably disown the lot of them, not that that mattered at the moment. He was glad Matrix had come down, any support Zap could get; the better. He started to think about something useful they could be doing, but there really wasn't anything. They would only get in the doctors' way if they tried to help in the infirmary. Besides, if Scott was piloting, Beast was probably tending to the injured. So that would speed things along. God that sounded crazy, Beast was alive. Another tombstone to remove, Conlan thought a bit morbidly.
He just hoped they weren't going to have to add any. Storm, Pete, Betsy, Northstar, Kitty, Ronan... Saints preserve, this could be the worse thing to happen to the mansion in a long time. Not one of those people would be easy to lose.
Conlan sighed a bit, he was trying to think of anything they do to keep Zap occupied. But he was afraid there was nothing to do but wait. He was close to saying 'fuck it' and taking Zap to the hanger to wait. But he didn't know the extent of the injuries, Zap didn't handle gore very well. Seeing something unpleasant could make everything worse. "Why don't we sit down Zap? I know Eva an' I'd be happy to get ye anythin' ye need." He knew what she needed, it was the same thing they all needed. Answers and a body count.