"What brings you here?"

"Road trip to Canada to kill Regent's dad."

"And power testing."

"Ooh, fun." Castra lets her in.

"Hi, Aisha." Plumata is on the couch reading a book.

JESUS CHRIST will they stop that doing that

"Do you prefer Imp?"

She hesitates and then shrugs, calming herself down from the scare.

Also she starts suppressing her power, since if people are going to notice her anyways it might as well be when she's actually supposed to be noticable.

They don't notice.

A robot floats into the room. "You've been corresponding with one of the unnamed Loricae," it says. "She's upstairs."

So much less surprising this way. 

Is the unnamed Lorica in this room?

The robot leads her to her! "Hi! Now I have you right where I want you, namely, impaired in trying to talk to me with animated images."

She flips Lorica off - even wiggles her finger to animate it.

Lorica sticks out her tongue. "Ready for me to bop you with my mystery power?"

"Sure."

Boop!

Aisha looks pensive for a few seconds and than she starts shaking as her head jerks so she's looking straight up at the ceiling.

"That's not what a seizure looks like."

Aisha starts giggling anyways.

"I hope you can be more serious during the actual operation."

Aisha shrugs.

"Sure."

"Oh good. You should see Sarcina and get measured for Tinker doodads so we can coordinate when we're there, though I still want to know what I and the other Nicknameless Lorica actually do and I don't at all."

"Ruin jokes?"

"No, that's just part of the standard issue mental opacity power we all have."

Eye roll. 

On to fitting for doodads. 

"Yo. Does your power extend to stuff you're wearing, carrying...?"

"Sure."