"It's what I do," she says, with a tiny smile of her own.

And he will see himself out of the tent and (since he teleported in) order up an OTTO! to take him to lunch while Paula finds him an afternoon dungeon.

Flywheel reaches out her now-free arm in a "come snuggle?" gesture towards Ji-woo.

Yep, she's coming for snuggles. She can, actually, manage the cuddle choreography competently this time, because it's a medical problem, not a social one. One person, and don't touch her legs! Easy enough.

Flywheel is good at maximizing skin contact. "...should I build some backlash?"

"Nope," says Ji-woo, immediately and without leaving room for any kind of argument. "My social skills tank when I'm backlashing, I won't be able to navigate your thing at all, and I'm not comfortable being in that position."

"It'd be ok if we're just lying here and not talking," she says quietly, because Ji-woo should have all the information she needs to decide. But she won't push it, obviously.

"Nnmhhrmmrhh," she replies, because her narration went and said no room for any kind of argument.

Yeah, no arguments here. She will shut up and guide the medical esper who is experiencing a lot of pain, in no small part because of her. (Idiot. why did you stand in the sandstorm like that?)

Not being privy to Flywheel's internal monologue, Ji-woo will just snuggle with her eyes closed.

(She misses Minseo. She wants updates on the fascinating new member drama. While getting guiding cuddles. Terrible that she does not have this.)

Hmmm. She should say something. (...what does she have to say to Baek Ji-woo? "I'm a huge fan of your work?")

"Seo Tae-hwan and Min Woo-young left this morning, right?" There we go, small talk about her guildmates.

"Yeah. Don't want to let their sleep schedules get too borked, and Woo-young should stay near his battery. It's not as mobile as he is."

"To be fair,” she says with a smile, "it's very difficult to be as mobile as Min Woo-young."

Snort! "True! But it's also hooked up to a computer thing, I think? So. Not mobile in general."

"It stores the teleports for us, not itself!" (that's inane. you're blathering.)

"Selfless computer sunbae here to help us all arrive on time, always the teleport-bridesmaid, never the teleport-bride. Or something."

"Selfless computer sunbae..." The delight is obvious in Flywheel's voice. "When will it be her turn to catch the teleport-bouquet..." 

"Well, unfortunately for her, she has no arms, soooooo...."

"Right, right, how could I forget? She lost them when she was just a young processor..." Headshake.  "War can be so cruel." (This seems like it's... better than silence, anyways?)

It is, yeah. Ji-woo is not quite emotionally up to high levels of wordplay right now, but being silly is better than being alone with the pain. She can't quite properly get into it, but this is fine. Above average thing to be doing when she's stuck doing nothing.

Snort. "Gotta work on our computer healthcare. Between this and the viruses...."

"If only your power worked on computers! We'll have to turn to another esper for help..." Tiny pause for effect. "It's a shame Scarlet Inferno retired, I hear she had really good fire walls." (Flywheel loves being above average, though she'd like to figure out something better to be doing than this...)

This earns another snort. "Hey, one of my hoobaes is a fire esper, bet she could fill in." Though, why would literal fire work as a firewall, that is not how anything - bad brain, be distracted. "Went to karaoke with her. She's a sweetie."

"Awwww." Wait, that rings a bell. Fire esper, Quasar... "She's - the one who was at White Star before she left and came to Korea, right?"

"Mhmm. Their loss, though, Quasar continues its glorious habit of thievery! Bwuahahahaha~"

"Yeah, I only read a bit about it but what I did read sounded like a huge fuckup on their part." She grins. "So who are you planning on stealing next? Skybreaker? Athena?"