"Whoa! Hey!" Fortuna only barely registered that something was wrong with that cyberarm, ducking aside to avoid the trash can, only to hear it hit the Steel Lynx behind her.

"The hell's your problem!?"

No chip slot, eyes wide...could be any number of things but she's ruled out simsense gone wrong. She glances back at her drone. It's a little beat up, but this is a combat drone - it can take bullet rounds and keep on ticking.

She has her assault rifle hidden under her coat like always, but she doesn't immediately take it out, instead raising her hands to emphasize she meant no harm. Whatever this man's issue is, he's not out to kill, specifically. That doesn't fit how he's acting at all.

"Cut that out now, guy, I didn't come here asking for a fight. The drones aren't active."