[She held her breath when he described the feeling. Intense and painful... so it wasn't just her who had that sort of bad recognition. Chilling fear out of nowhere that she felt when she had stepped inside that pod in the Fourth-floor space station. But she was not one to discuss such matters of gravity with someone she just knew. (A little voice in her head said, but didn't you technically just know Gene when you talked about Gundam and wars?)]

Troublesome, indeed.

[She could, however, try and lift the atmosphere again. Being gloomy was not what she was here for.]

Madam Steampunk? That's a funny-sounding nickname, I don't even know what it means. And I've only been here exactly once before, but there was quite a nice place with seating.

[She began to walk a sure step in one direction, towards a path flanked by heaps of junk.]