For the first time, Syreth spoke.. Her voice unaffected by emotion and her eyes far off. She was not even looking to anyone in particular. "Careful tin can, wouldn't want your circuits going up in flames, would we?" Her hand outstretched, her fingers spread, then clenched hard, snapping her knuckles. A tuft of grass went up in flames in front of the unit's feet, then extinguished itself as her hand disappeared back into the over-sized sleeve. "Now let's be sensible about this." she concluded.