"'Experimental' doesn't bother me." Cortana takes advantage of the enhancement to do what it probably was never intended for: project her own hologram in front of Connie, her normal 12 or so inches tall, as though she's standing on the AI plinth of a ship or a base. All in shades of blue with lines of code scrolling over her skin and through the air around her, her avatar is an attractive young human woman...with an unimpressed expression on her face.

"Who's this Church idiot whose comments are all over the code, anyway?" She folds her arms while she works, most of her attention on rewriting the systems in Connie's armor to bring them up to what Cortana considers an acceptable standard. Who designs armor that can't function properly without an AI? Even the Mark V works flawlessly without her; it just works transcendently with her.

Cortana's not short on confidence. In fact, some might call it arrogance.