I'm awesome, and you're not.
She'd been tasked with creating a new infrastructure for Helheim... without having gone there before. Her odd accounts of the place taken from uncomfortable interviews with people who'd gone there had not provided the information Edwina Bystrom required to complete her work. Or even really start it. "Bridge troll," she called to her brother across the massive work area they shared with a few other technical type people - including the odd Asgardian.
"Fetch Troy!" she ordered by request... Which simply meant text the florakine via his mind since her hands were too busy to grab her phone from her ass pocket. "I need to know if he can do something and I can't take his word for it so make him come here!" she shouted, head bent while her upper body and neck gave her an assist to stand nearly upside down under the floating projection of her soon-to-be creation. She squinted: Whistle. "Did you do it?"