Date: 2012-05-13 06:19 pm (UTC)
To her credit when he mentions Reed she doesn't squeal outwardly, she turned to Owen and silently screamed at him before registering what Tony had called her. It was an improvement, Owen had at least got her to wear clothes while in the house given the chance of visitors. Today had meant to be a quiet day and hiding down here she had not been expecting an audience so what she was just about wearing was fine. Lyssa turned to Owen again and did something unusual for her. "Can I borrow a shirt Owen?"

Glad she had a moment to ask Owen that while Tony got distracted agan with the comics. "I don't know, I get stuff shipped from all over the world just to have it first. So things just turn up." Not the whole truth but not exactly a lie and she doesn't quickly shoot a look to a set of filing cabinets that are filled with comics. She's glad that topic doesn't linger long.

"Beer's in the fridge Owen." She reminded him, he didn't come down very often so he wouldn't remember.

"And you don't want to know what she's running off. You can meet her! She's... special. Owen's met her, she's special isn't she?"

Lyssa failed on choosing the right word for the deranged ships computer who'd been stuck with Lyssa too long. Mostly she was worried what he'd say what she was keeping the ship running from now somewhere between it's original Chula engine and Tony's arc reactor. There was always Owen's reaction to what she'd built. Lyssa worried he'd want rid of it for fear it may be a tad dangerous.
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