[action] [shh not actually here... FOR NOW] Ciaphas—!
[she's startled and very irritated, but then she gets a look at his face, and her anger immediately evaporates. At his warning, she gives a faint, bewildered nod, and leaves her communicator alone, folding her hands inside her sleeves. She watches him carefully as he answers the feed, making sure to stay out of the frame, her mechadendrites flexing nervously but pulled close around her.]