Mandy just gave him the flattest look she could at his calling himself 'handsome and brave', which was actually quite impressively flat expression considering how she was having a panic attack just a moment ago. "I wasn't going to ask that," she told him, voice just as flat. [i]'Oh would you look at that, I'm reaching the shock stage,'[/i] she snarked in her head. And then he dropped the bomb of her being seen as an accomplice, which promptly pushed her past shock and right back into panic. If that happens, her spot in the academy might be revoked, all that time and effort to pay for schooling rendered pointless, she would have to go home in shame. and that's not even taking into account things like that robot earlier. She could hear her blood pounding in her ears as she tried to force herself to calm down, with only minor success.

At this point, some people would be desiring a glass of alcohol of some description. Mandy on the other hand, had a similar but different thought. [i]'Fuck it, I am having some coffee.'[/i] With that thought, she reached into her bag to pull out a second can, popped open the top, and then promptly downed it. She completely paid no mind to the looks she was getting for her reaction, nor did she care right now that this cannot be healthy for her heart when she was just having a second panic attack. Because right now, [i]she just was not caffeinated enough for this shit.[/i] So, after having a couple seconds to drink the chilled coffee and calm herself down further, she chose that point to favor the man with a particularly irate [b]glare.[/b] "What, the hell, did you do?" She growled.

Before he could even open his mouth, she raised a finger and narrowed her eyes further. "And don't be a smartass and repeat what you just said. What, exactly, did you do to have them sic [i]Satan's metal-clad cop[/i] on you?"
"I'm a terrorist," the man replied without hesitation.
It was at this point that Mandy slowly turned her head to look at the skewered and quite on-fire train car that got left behind, before she turned back to him with a dry look of 'no shit, Sherlock.'