Her eyes flick from the ring to the machine behind them, and her expression softens as she makes that connection. "Well, I appreciate the thought," she says.

Leaning forward, she pokes Koumyou in the chest. "Now listen up, space human alien man," she says. "This big lugnut's been my right hand man for years, so I like to think I know him pretty well. And frankly, he looks better than I've seen him in a real long time." Another poke. "If you're part of that, keep it up."

She pivots slightly to face Devero now, and reaches up to pat his cheek with rough affection. "And if he doesn't take care of you the way you always deserved, you get back here and let me know, and I'll put my metal foot up his ass for you. Okay?"

Devero sputters and laughs. "Chihyoon!" he protests. "Rust and ruin!"