You're telling me?

Well, I guess you aren't telling me, but that's okay. I have my own stuff to worry about.

Er, no offense.

[She brushes the hair out of her face, showing a very metallic red hand. The edge of doubt is ebbing away, and her shoulders and face look a little sunken.]

Anyways, it's not like I could really doubt you or nothing if I was being completely honest. It's not like I've seen any of you guys before coming here. Now it's like you got an assembly line nearby.