Masks 2

Theraea... looked like she was actually on vacation, since she was literally wearing a tacky floral-print shirt that she'd apparently fabricated to fit on her giant moth body. She wasn't in Cuba on business, that's for sure. She was loaded up with her usual equipment, the mysterious and esoteric technology of the Weavers. For once, it seemed like she would probably need all of it.

"Okay, um, do we know anything about these dimensional portals? If those are how all of this is happening, I'm going to need to get those closed or diverted or something. I'm not much of a fighter, but portals I can, um, probably help deal with."