Bryn's looking sharply between them as they speak, her frown deepening. She's trying to make any sense of what she's hearing. But Jesse spells it out, and suddenly she's shaking her head.

"This is a lot like the last incident," Ghost confirms for their cowboy friend. He shoots Bryn an uncertain look. "Except this time she's still in her own body, or one she apparently used to wear... Bl- Bryn? I know it's difficult to understand-"

"No." Her gaze is heated when she looks up at them, anger and not a little hurt in her expression, shoulders tensed up. Ghost cringes a little. Speaking of flak... "I mean, not- I don't buy it. I've believed everything you people have told me up to now, but this isn't funny. I'll swallow the multiversal nexus and having an AI buddy, I'll even believe we hang out with space captains and guys from World War Two and- and I don't know, some kind of zombie? But-"

She does hesitate in her outburst there, gaze flicking to Jesse. She's not sure if she wanted to say that but it's too late, so she plunges on and finishes, "But I am done with this game, all right? No more trying to string me along like this! Maybe I can't remember the last few decades, but I know I'm human. I've always been human."

Somewhere back home there's a bunch of paperless forms to prove it... last she checked.