I'll consider it a new rule of the galaxy. [ She's watchful of him as he does. A need to catch him and press him into a seat and just look after him some more.

But she leaves it, rather to stuff another mouthful of pizza in her face, chewing it slowly instead of answering him straight away. ]

It... didn't go as planned. The minute news came of another attack they shut down. Called in extra security. Began to notice the anomalies of our presence in their system. All we could do from that point forward was desperately try and get out.

[ It's clinical. Removed from her own presence to the situation - how she handles always the things she's done in the fact of survival. Won't lie about it so much as - it was what it was. ]