I'd be overcome with rage. Rage at everything. My Beast wouldn't be able to resist it.

[She seems a little more focused, talking about that. A little. She seems to catch his expression, catch herself in her ramblings, and then forces herself to fixate on the strange drones.

This is so awkward.]

...yes! Excellent idea. Excellent. And... and perhaps... maybe we need to split up. To... throw them off our courses. Right? Yes?