Huh? [One, she didn't expect a question to her demanding question. Two, clothes? It was such an odd question that she's taken aback by it, the irritation dialing back a little as confusion forms on her face. She instinctively looks down at herself, hand patting around her body.] Oh just great... my handgun got washed away.

[It just keeps getting worse, now she's also defenseless on an unknown beach with strange robots and this strange young boy. Also, where the hell did her partner go, anyway? But in regards to clothes, no, she didn't lose anything. Last she checked, she was still wearing DEVA's agent uniform, yes a skintight bodysuit with fancy, glowing assortments ... He may not want to see her behind.]

Hey! [She raises her voice once more when she looks back at him, seeing him staring at her footwear for some reason. Why, is he interested in her high heels?] My eyes aren't down there. And you still haven't answered my question, you know!