"..really? That works? Because where I left, things would infect people as a whole, leaving no one behind unless they hid themselves in their homes for a week at a time. Which I must admit, I often did. But, interactions...I can do that." She hates the idea of turning into anything other than herself. Odd enough that she can no longer phase and can summon fire now. And ice. And lightning.

"I'm Bgztlian. It's common enough to live for at least two hundred years, even up to three hundred years, at least for Bgztlian women. Though, I barely get to see them, I haven't been on-planet in ages. Occasionally, though, they comm me to let me know what a disappointment I've been." Said with no rancor or condemnation, she knows she's a disappointment by Bgztlian standards.