Kanaya tries for a little while to keep her hands from tugging at her eyes and ultimately gives up the good fight.

"I guess the cat has scraped and clawed its way out of the bag and is now free to give the same treatment to our furniture." Tension affects her in little motions, like a spring. "It would be nice if these self-proclaimed time travel experts actually dedicated themselves to solving those problems instead of just pointing them out. And maybe for some ideological consistency they could abstain from supply missions regardless of whether their stolen hair product supply is sufficiently large." She works with Vennett; she picks up a thing or two.