"You're ..?" Rosa asks, quirking a single brow in moderate curiosity. It's unclear whether that curiosity is feigned or not, but even she knows well enough that people usually do a mutual exchange of names. Otherwise, she looks and feels like an idiot for giving her name up so easily, even if her assessment of the situation made it seem harmless.

"Why'd you switch?" The prospect of having some superhuman abilities is pretty damn dope, though there's nothing on her face to betray that feeling. "And by the the network, you mean this thing?" She holds up the wrist with the weird, perma-clasped FitBit thing. "These things seem out of place here, don't they? It's like we're in A Room With a View, but we've got these things on?"