Risa didn't even flinch, but she raised her weapon and fired, blasting a third and smiled as it dissipated, the gun from its hand dropping into particles. "You've got reflexes, I think we could do better. Risa thinks you should probably relax though, that should be the last of them for now. The stragglers should probably be thinned out by the time the Guardian gets here."

"They're naughty things which crumble so so quickly, but they make such a nice popping noise! What a wonderful state you make, so flustered!"