In a lab, Fumi was performing some complex experiments. You walked in and promptly knocked over a test tube. Fumi looked over and just sighed. She didn't get mad about these things anymore.

Fumi: "My, you certainly have a way of crushing my things. In my timeline, you would have been terminated. Worry not. The glassware is replaceable. You are not." A small smile tugs on the edge of her lips.