She crossed her arms and glared right back at him. "Really. Would you mind explaining how, exactly, you calling my friend-" So maybe she was just over why that wasn't quite accurate, but she was willing to use the term loosely here. "-garbage and saying that I should be grateful for my own kidnapping was 'not your fault'?"

True, him passing out suddenly was kind of weird. And she did know that some robots' brains had been messed with. But right now she was too busy being ticked off to quite make the connection there.