Kila: So… how long are you going to be here?
Pilau: As long as it takes to complete my research. What is that smell?
Richard Ferris: Kila burns things in her room when she’s upset. She hurt her nose when she was little and now she can’t tell the whole place smells like burnt plastic. You get used to it.
Pilau: Where’s that bracelet I gave you? Ah. Now put it on and push the button. A sample shield I made. Hm. Not bad.