It's been hard to catch her breath in the middle of the fight. So many people could use decoys and while she could provide a fairly good one, constantly producing doubles and focusing enough to keep them active was tiring her out. Stepping back from the latest mess of a heart-hole in the wall her head snaps up at the name. It's not hers, really, and the Montana she's familiar with was no where in this world- but she can't imagine who else it might be aimed towards, especially when the voice sounds so familiar.

She spins to stare at the figure on the ground and the monster above- and following their line of sight her eyes widen at the arcing descent of Lenny's head through the air. Shoving her knife back into it's sheath Connie jumps, disappearing from view at the height of it- and reappearing in the air just under the falling head's path.

Opening her arms she clutches the head to her chest, "I GOT IT!"

With a glance back down to the floor she blinks through the air and reappears just above the ground in a solid landing. Looking up at the monster she grins under her helmet.

"Come and get me, bright eyes."

And suddenly a dozen sets of brown armour break away from where she stood, each holding an identical Lenny head.