[ She talks- stilted. Kind of like Tavros, in a way, which gives him a pang of nostalgia. But he quirks a bit of a grin despite it because, hey, he caught her off guard and that's kind of funny. ]

Great, so shit's raining down from the skies and even the people here don't know what the hell's going on. I really am writing that letter of complaint, I swear to fuck.