@niratias is having a weird day
Piper doesn't look like herself, or, not the version of herself that Mox usually gets to see. Even when they're play fighting she holds herself different than this. Only time she's given off this sort of vibe was when Maelstrom started shit in his territory. The lottery numbers had been wild, the next day.
Her arms are crossed, her body too still, jaw too tight, and her glare is aimed at the space between their boots rather than at Mox. She's thinking, and there's not a good angle she can find.
"This fucking thing." She runs her tongue along the back of her teeth, unable to stop the slight shake of her head. "God damn cyberbears. Who would have thought I should have listened to the trash chute netrunner when I had the chance."
The fact that she sounds insane doesn't seem to matter to her, she's talking to herself after all. Her arms unfold and she runs both her hands through her hair, finally lifting her gaze to Mox.
"Did Gabe tell you anything about it? The bears?"