"I'll grab em, and then i'll see what else I got that could help." Hat Trick replies as Crusade swings her out....really out like a long line of silly putty to wrap around one claw and hold it shut, and then around to the other tentacles. Soon enough, Hat Trick has wrapped most of the tentacles...but sadly can't grab anymore, so it's the next best thing and chanting out a spell to make Godzilla Octolobster here weigh half as much as he did before.

"...I'd really like to but..." Beauford looks torn for a moment, as the group gains speed, passing out of sight behind a few buildings. "If we go after them, there's a greater chance of you being found out."

And without any sort of identification in this world beyond a few fake ids...which are great and might hold up to Uplink's scrutiny, but not her level of curiousity.

"...we'd better go. Unless you want to say hi to the group, and spend an hour answering questions."