She swore in sic official languages, and Klingon for good measure as her hopes that he had arrived while she was screaming at the blank screen were dashed. She saw the open door, the familiar lounging in it, and threw a hair stick at the small glass creature. It flew out of the way, letting the door, finally, close.

"You are worse than a Barrani waystation!" she snapped at the creature who settled on her head, looking smug.

She looked to Raiden. "she is not my Water Spirit," she said finally. She bent and dug around, trying to find her bracer.