"You're not allowed to go anywhere near that thing anymore. I don't want to get in trouble for what I'll do if you ever get hurt like this again." Or worse, which was something she really didn't want to think about. Not that Rachel could stop thinking about it if she tried. She'd almost gotten used to the idea that there was no one out to get her or those she loved anymore. No Shi'ar, no anti-mutant militias, no radical mutant groups. None of that was here. Just a homicidal droid.