[ Nebula glances at her sidelong - far less discreet than it once was. Her attention turns back to finishing hammering the piece into the side as her mouth twitches. She does not doubt Himeka has seen her fair share of trouble, almost everyone has, that doesn't mean she likes that expression on her. ]

[ She doesn't say anything, making a noncommittal sound that's more neutral at best - Not entirely sure if the nonphysical wounds are worse. Maybe they are, but given her entire body had been modified without her consent and it left her in immeasurable pain... Maybe, just maybe, her life has her opinion skewed on the matter. She thinks she can handle someone hurting her feelings, anyway. ]

What — you mean the one at your place?

[ She asks without looking, while working, without thinking about it. ] He knows how I feel. I told him I'd eat him the first time we met.

[ ... It's. Not a lie. Not that she has eaten him or made a point to, but it was something that happened. Eli hadn't seemed bothered, but he'd left her alone. Practically worked, right? ]

They're stupid. And loud. At least all of the ones around here are smaller and don't scream so much.