"I don't know. At least you're not coping through nearly blowing yourself up with mad science experiments," Connie jokes weakly. Okay, maybe she wasn't entirely joking. Or joking at all. She should really learn to be more careful. If she could go three days without a near-fatal accident she count it as a success.

"It's just... I should know better than to bottle this up," she sniffles. "I mean, I--sorta me--fell off an ancient sky arena thousands of feet in the air because of this sorta thing."