{A similar sigh from this end. Nanao looks tired. Not as in the usual overwork way, but in another way. There are shadows under her eyes that weren't there a day ago, and her posture is just the tiniest, eensiest bit slumped.}

I suppose I shall. I hope it does listen. It seems smart, but it doesn't want to listen to me, apparently.

{It should be mention that at this point the Abra knows more about the 'Gear then she does, and she still doesn't really know where she is.}

Captain... Do you know where we are?

{She's nervous, and still half-believes that this is some wicked experiment of Kurotsuchi's. Her next words are barely more than a whisper.}

Could I see your face?