"..." Just when she thought her life won the all-time weird award. Very carefully she sets the teapot down and, making sure not to make a bigger mess of the china shards, makes her way back to the console, leaning against it while listening in on the three-way conversation.

"A) I heard that, and B) Get on with what? You know it'll be terribly tragic and unhelpful if you get yourself... selves? Killed while finding an answer."

She's very proud at how steady her voice is.