"...Sounds to me like you're bound up by a lot of rules you really don't have a choice about following," she says when she's sufficiently calmed down. "Because if I really reflect you, and if your idiom is really all of what you are, you'd never willingly put me in a situation where my overlay sticks her thumb up her ass while there's a Keter-class containment breach. Twice."

She takes a deep breath, followed by a martial arts clear.

"Which is, honestly, the only reason I'm not just taking my chair and trying to ollie out."