[ Rachel's look goes from concerned to alarmed. Okay, okay, at least there's the comforting thought that even wacky alternate timeline Rachel was badass enough to kick some alien butt even without morphing powers. But everything else? It kind of makes her stomach churn, when she thinks too hard about it. ]

Ugh -- wow, no. All of that sounds so unbelievably wrong. And they're not called ray guns, they're Dracon beams. God, I never thought I'd be correcting you on something that nerdy. [ She takes a breath, huffing it out in a sigh. ] Here's what happened, okay? The five of us all decided we were going to take the shortcut through the construction site one night, and we met an alien. A dying warrior who'd been fighting against the Yeerks, him and all the rest of the Andalites. And he gave us the power to morph. It's our only weapon against them.