[Velocity has started looking over the datapad, but does in fact snort out a weak laugh and wrinkle her nasal ridge] You are the worst, I'll have you know. Terrible, awful. And I'm sure so is whatever is on here. I'll do my best to wiggle out anything useful, but it- you-

[Another wrinkle and a frown as her brief lifting of her mood dissolves. Her next words are defensive, muttered down at the datapad] It wasn't just feeling bad, you know. Anybody would be knocked for a loop if they- [She swallows hard] If they shot one of their best friends right in the head. One of the only things I managed to do out there was hurt him.

[She looks away, hugging the datapad to her chest, then back at him] I'll work on it. I'll get a handle on this. Just don't say it like its nothing like that, okay? It was something. Is something. And it'll take adjusting to.