Stacia latches onto Kenzie, all but climbing onto the other young woman's back.

"Don't shift," she says, low in her throat. "The Katiris might take it as a threat, and I really don't want to get shot full of holes today."

She watches the Wastelanders and townspeople fleeing to the safety of the Bey and his pirates and the Found Thousand, whoever they are.

"I guess the Bey isn't Beyoncé then, huh?"

It's quiet enough that the proper Jorg employees shouldn't be able to hear her.