Some just want to watch the world burn

The NPCs stop, stunned, as electricity envelopes the fire. "Uhh..do...y'kay." Confused, but good at taking orders the NPCs trudge inside. There doesn't seem to be any present danger so they don't hustle the way they might have before the Voice arrived to save the day (or Raza, rather). "Common' doves. Prolly' not a gud idear to stay here even if the fires'gone." The NPCs help two of the patients out, leaving Raza with one, and one for Locke. The Wren Society is no longer on fire.