Between Discord and his summoned horde, it's hard to know where to look. It draws her away from the hacking work she'd been doing, fingers stilling against holographic keys where she's crouched at one of the doorframe terminals. A bright blue little beacon that's stopped her work over the distraction.

"Eso es nuevo..."

Finally, here attention settles on Discord himself, determining him to be the supposed source of this chaos. "Didn't remember taking any hardcore drugs this morning."

A beat, and then: "Tell me I'm not hallucinating here."