"Oh..." Showtime's doorwings droop a bit. She frowns a bit more, trying to confirm if her chronometer is correct. If it is, she was out for a long time...and is it her imagination, or is she hearing things clearer than before?

Her expression turns to one of concentration as she checks each and every one of her systems and subroutines. Her doorwings raise as she notices something that she hadn't been expecting. It seems someone was tinkering with her processor recently...going by what her diagnostics are telling her, whoever it was repaired something and removed something else...