Once Toi let Neymi go, she stepped away from him with a shudder, hugging herself tightly and taking a few deep breaths to compose herself, her ears folded back.<span style="color: Blue"> "Zorry Toi, I just... well, you zaw, I don't react well to being unexpectedly touched. Just... find a different way to ztop me next time, like Darion said. You couldn't have known this time, but next time... for my zanity's zake, and your own zafety..."</span>Neymi kept her distance from Toi, her discomfort lingering a little while she glared at their robotic pilot, snarling a little.<span style="color: Blue">"Oh don't worry, next time I won't even give you a chance to raise your weapon, zcrappile."</span><br/><br/>Neymi ignored the machine after that, focusing on her wrist-mounted computer while shaking her head at Ianthe's suggestion.<span style="color: Blue">"If I had the time and equipment for it, I might be able to fix zome of the ztuff in here. But this all highly advanced and zpecialized tech. I could maybe zalvage parts from around the facility but what's broken is unlikely to be fixable.</span>" Tapping a few buttons on her computer, she send an 'system update request' to Darion's and Ianthe's suits.<span style="color: Blue">"That little program zhould filter anything on the frequency that was used to mentally attack us. It might not work but it's zomething which is better than nothing."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: Blue">"Anyway, we zhould go to weapons RnD first ztill. Zomething was out to zplit us up and keep us away from there. the little thing I fixed up zhould protect us against any further attacks like that.</span>" Neymi looked up from her wristbound computer, looking at the others in turn.<span style="color: Blue">"Also, maybe it's because I'm part Goz but I would like some toys to play with to blast anything opposing us to bits. I'm zure Kes would've agreed with my idea too."</span><br/><b><br/>
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