Though Faux cannot see much in the way of Mina, he can just pick up the voice. He does however see a green tinge coming from not far beside him. Not knowing what it is, he doesn't question the lessening of the storm in their immediate area. He can now actually hear more than howling wind, and apparently see Mina for the first time since coming in.

"Dunno what you did, but thanks!"

He looks out past their little storm break and sees only more vicious weather. This distortion must be big. His drone is telling him that much at least. Their equalizers may not be enough. Can he see anything? "Not much!"

As if angered by the attempt to curb the raging storm, a heavy icy gust, almost like a clawed hand, blasts through them and blows the drone away. Ripped out out of his control completely, it swirls in the air and is caught up by the cyclonic winds. His data feeds are a scramble, and he desperately cuts his feeds and connections before his code rolls around with the drone.

Holding his head, and shaking off the dizziness, he tells Mina. "Lost the drone! We're on our own to set the equalizers positions!"