She has to wonder just how Bruce can come across so...so mild in the face of all this. Well, it seems that he has to be or he would never be Bruce at all. But with what he's seen, and knows about people - what he's done himself, and knowing what people would use him for if they could... How he can bear to be around people at all is a mystery to her, especially this amicably.

"Keelah, that must have been..." She hasn't got the words. She'd been in a panic herself, being dragged to the shuttles by some of the natives - and that was without the knowledge that every second they spent trying to manhandle her was another second closer to that transformation. She shakes her head like trying to fling the thoughts out of it. "I don't know how you ever stay calm at all. If it was me, I'd be panicking so much about setting it off I'd just..."

An odd kind of adrenaline feedback loop. That's a weird thought.