After a few moments of being stunned, Gertrude shakes her head, tries to gather her wits, unbuckles herself, opens the door, steps out, and says, "I guess I shouldn't fiddle with these things while we're driving. Everyone! You okay? Who's that human with a Vac Pack? Where's our target? Where's the guy who made the distress call? How much is the hourly rate for this job? Why is my finger bent like that?"<br/>Basically, she's raving and not quite coherent yet.