Turns out it takes a while to get used to two bodies.

It's nothing like being a corporation. Corporations aren't people, they have people, own people, process them, retire them, make and break them. Being the Jaguar is simply being herself, just twice, and my word that's a twist of logic that hurts her brain. She's looking, through four eyes and an array of backup sensors across two bodies, as things happen around her, as she sits there and finds out this is how the knee moves, this is a shoulder joint, this is the eye-lasers...

She comes back to Prometheus and Brainstorm staring each other down. He's been his own corporation for ages, in computer terms - probably broken more people than Ferra has met. And that one was her friend.

Letting out a roar of electronic static, she grabs the catwalk itself, grabbing Brainstorm and making a break for the doors. Get out. Get out, stop the reinforcements, get the massive death robot away from the evil AI that wants to take it over. Much better to let the good AI take it over. There's a nervous giggle, and she hopes that she didn't let it out out loud.

Defend! Total of 8. Expose herself to danger, get Brainstorm out of danger, and clear angry.