She nodded, but didn't seem concerned. "It was... or will be when it is finished," she said, lifting it up to show her, then frowned. "Why was I wasting space on a HEAT DUMP?!" she asked incredulously, though it was hard to tell if she was asking Agatha, herself, or the machine. She ripped out a small part and pitched it over her shoulder, something odd entering her eyes.

She might have forgotten Alya was there...