At Steve's gesture, she turned to see the black bird enjoying her snack and scolded her with a stern call of her name. Amethyst jolted and stood straight up, swallowing the remaining lettuce in her mouth as Freya let out a sigh.

"I'm not certain I can picture it," she replied, serums and machines for people to step into foreign to her, "but it was clearly effective. Do you prefer the way you are now?"