Rachel leans over to pick up her own rock, and mimics the gesture to throw it in, deciding to take part in his quiet little stress relief.

"I'm fine," she says flatly, but then she shrugs nonchalantly. Even if her tone turned just a tiny bit more irritated.

"No big," she said. Sure, she'd have preferred he was fighting alongside her, but it's not like they'd had their powers. At least he was okay. She knew he'd normally done more, anyway. "It's not like robots have eyes for you to go for, so easily."