Tally automatically relaxes, the way she would if she fell off a hoverboard so her crash bracelets could catch her, and is proud that she only makes a small noise of pain as she hits the ground. It's very bubbly-making, and she gives Gideon a grin. Part of her had been worried about being treated too gently, but she knows she'd already be forming ugly bruises if she wasn't pretty.

She's definitely never thought of herself as a weapon, but she kind of likes the idea. It seems unselfish somehow. Noble.

"How was that?" she asks. "I feel like I totally flopped over like a dead rabbit."