[She groans loudly and lets her face thump against the box of cookies. ]

It was so bad, ugh. The guy was a telekinetic and gave himself a freaking aneurysm or something trying to fight us, you know the type. Push hard enough and it's big fountains of blood right out the nose. Like I was going to be careful, okay? I know humans are super delicate! But then Clark showed up and it turned into this big thing. The guy trashed the cargo bay and I had to clean it up. And I'm fine with that. It sucks, but it's my fault it happened, except Clark comes back after taking this kid to the medbay to help and also to tell me how Disappointed he is in me.

[ She sighs, hands dropping after her rant is done, curling up to rest her hands on her knees and pout. ]

I should have just punched him. I'd be permanently in the Shame Zone, but I could have saved his dumb ass a few popped blood veins.