...my life
[The barrier, the flying robot-- wonderful, it's that day once again, and something that might be a rather annoyed(understatement) noise leaves her as she recalls the last instance all too well. And that Yuri hasn't been here long enough to know. She doesn't want to explain this...]
Those aren't-- They're not Acumen's. [Irritably as she tries not to trip over words; and it's sadly not his imagination that she's getting red] They're ridiculous little things that make people--