[Skye's reflexes when it comes to this kind of thing are lightning fast. Blink and you'll miss it, but Skye switches the screen with the press of a button to something that looks almost identical from afar or at a glance to what she was just doing-- but it's some kind of harmless text-based RPG game. The lines of code are replaced with lines of "choose your own adventure" text. She turns to look at Armin with a raised eyebrow-- the look of incredulity she gives him is actually pretty good.]

... Excuse me? You're going to kick me out for playing a game on my laptop?

Hang on, don't I know you from somewhere? ... Aren't you the kid that's supposed to be living in my house but never actually is?