She still was speechless up until they got some distance from that evil door, "All this mess here, and you have nothing to ask of me?! I, I can relocate you! Somewhere safe. In a nice house! Do you like pools? I can probably arrange that. Or perhaps a farm? You look like you enjoy a hard days work. If you prefer I can even find a condo in a safer city if you want." so much nervous chuckling. She stayed a little closer to Zero, for protection. Hard to tell who for.
“This,” Actually gesturing towards herself, making implications to her uniform “is the closest to safe it gets.” With an unsure smile and a little stretch as she sat down, she slowly moved to clutch part of her uniform, making a little grunt of discomfort at first as she unzipped portions of it. “Stolen away at a relative young age-” more jerking, casual undressing of herself “-put on obscure missions-” yep, there’s one arm, making the reveal of her mostly-mechanized left arm that much easier, even as she lifted a little so that her steel-enhanced core was that much more visible, “-blown up and rebuilt.”
“The portal storms reach everywhere, it’s just a matter of finding the place that deals with them best.. that is, without rebel forces or insane City Heads blowing out protective barriers.” Looks down at herself, calibrating her left hand through an idle cycle that curled and uncurled fingers and touched all of them together. “There’s a chip in my head, they’d track me too. What makes you think a weapon of my caliber could live to do anything else?”