"No one knows what's happening yet, just, no one knows." Mellie takes the introduction of even more people in stride, but she can already tell she's shrinking into them, letting others take the lead. Calling the shots is not her forte, and she holds the scared brownie child closer to her bosom.

And she watches the robot's hands. "Guys, I don't think RoboCop over here is our enemy!"

Is destruction an attempt at communication?