"Uh. You uh, are you... No, okay, I have no idea what you're doin'."

Ashelia's quiet contemplation is interrupted by the ever-eloquent marshal of Mars. He stands there, arms folded and head tilted, wondering what she's up to. Sparks stays back from the Crystal itself; he doesn't entirely trust the thing not to do something weird.

"Are you, uh. Everythin' okay?"