Dylan summoned some more symbiote goo to cover his nose and mouth. Hopefully by just willing i want something to filter out the aerosols he can get it to do what he wants. Hasn't tried it before, but no time like the present! He took a few test breaths. Good, he can still breathe.

The crowd was already starting to mellow out a little. Still angry, but not with quite the same vigor.

He had no idea if the man in green had any kind of protection against gas. Dylan retracted his tendrils and tried to move through the crowd, and this time they seemed a little more keen on parting for him. He looked back to Six, making sure he was following, and offering a hand so they didn't get separated.

"Once we're out of here, I know a place we can go."