Cammie's nose wrinkles rather comically, honestly. "Thaaaat depends on the definition of clean, I think, 'cause not sure you can get much literally cleaner than a robot. No mess. Though that does sound way quicker, the yanking was not nice..."

Totally normal party chatter!

"Christ, what are the odds." Beat, snort laugh. "Actually probably way higher than they should be here, considerin' where we all get yanked from. All our," she makes vague jazz-handy gestures, "dramatic lives."