She arches a brow, a sarcastic remark on her lips, but it dies there. She's acting like nothing has happened and this is still the same Sergeant Barnes of the Howling Commandos that she's used to working with, but clearly, it's not the same man at all. She frowns as she digs out her communicator again, tipping it this way and that to try and understand exactly what he's saying.

"Yes, I know that," is her sharp response, fiddling with buttons irritably. "Bloody technology, it's as bad as Howard's bad babies." She's in a particularly foul mood and she finds herself tugging at the binding collar around her neck, wishing for it to loosen.