The jokes earn Richie a little snort of a laugh that crinkles the end of Starling's nose as she smiles, but the smile only lasts until she starts to think about how to respond.

"Yeah, though I'm not sure how. Did you..." She reaches up and rubs a hand over her eyes, as though the memory of the flash from the Data Point is just as blinding. "... did you touch that light, by the fountain, by any chance?"