[Her hair's up, but her bangs are long and always find a way to escape to the front of her face. She's gave up trying to tame them a long time ago, lets them go where they want so long as they don't obstruct her vision.]

I found it jarring and muddled [even overwhelming, at first]--a lot of information comes from sound when you open your ears.

Aether was the planet's name, ironically. [As they are currently suck in a very similar kind of aether, a place between places.]

Unfortunately I couldn't keep all the toys I gained from that mission. [Alas, no more Echo Visor for her. For now, anyway; no reason she couldn't build it from scratch if she really wanted. Her head tilts slightly and her eyes flit back in the direction of the stairs as if to point to his sword, and to suggest by toys she means weapons and equipment... and it takes her a moment to realize the subtle non-verbal communication cues she prefers to use so much are going to be greatly lost on him. What a pain. She's going to have to learn to use her words, but in this case she doesn't. He'll ask if he's curious. Or pee or do whatever he intends to do in the bathroom otherwise.]