"You want me to help you clean up your mess?" Arcee retorts, looking a little incredulous. Her real body back on its two tires, the avatar stands back, arms crossed as she looks Severa over. She doesn't look too weak, as far as humans go, but then again, she doesn't really know how strong they're supposed to be. And as agitated as she might be, Arcee doesn't really want to leave the other bikes in a heap. It just strikes her as sort of wrong.

"All right, all right. I'll lend you a hand -- but you really need to start watching where you're going. You could have actually hurt yourself, you know -- or someone else."