"Robots!" Elena nearly cried, frowning with concern. Her gaze travelled back and forth between her three coworkers, hoping that they wouldn't be condemning her for... well, simply for being herself. She didn't know what was going on, but whatever it is... she really, really didn't like it.

"Reno," she started helplessly, "I'm not a robot, you spent all day with me yesterday! Remember? That's not...! How could I be...!?" Elena said, looking at the three of them as she spoke as if attempting to convince them all at once.

But the blonde stopped herself mid-stammer as her face grew hot and the slightest trace of tears welled up in her eyes. The three were all looking at her with confusion and thoughtfulness, but to Elena it was suspicision. She knew who she was, but it suddenly seemed utterly hopeless to her that she could convince these three of her authenticity. And without these three... she wouldn't know anyone. She wouldn't know what to do with herself.

Biting her lower lip ever so slightly, Elena lowered her gaze to the floor and avoided eye contact. She knew it was stupid that she was getting so worked up over this (and she could almost hear Tseng scolding her for it in her head), but she had always hated having to think on her feet and having to deal with surprises.

The best she could do right now was not look at any of them, and try to keep from spazzing out anymore than she already had.