[recording starts with her fingernails drumming on a hard surface. she stops after a few seconds, and she sounds kind of sheepish.]
Note to self: Walking on thin ice is more than just a saying.
So uhm, thanks for saving me, Aqualad. I thought you were really brave and stuff. [under her breath:] Fuhtan ev dryd'c rec naym hysa...
[she yawns, and then clicks her tongue a few times.] Moving on. I'm feelin' a lot better, and I'm glad there weren't any needles at the doctor's place. Well, not any that I saw, which was just fine with me. Hope it'll stay that way, if I ever have to go back.
Well, time to salvage! Girl's gotta keep her machina stocked, y'know?
[ooc; see
this log, a.k.a. GARTH SAVES THE DAY.]