Uhh... [Pomni sees the memories of a moment and knows the vulnerability. She also knows that he does not want to share them nor does he want them known. WOrse, he seems dangerous enough to do something about it when given the opportunity.]

[Stammering but not saying any words, Pomni backs away, her feet forming grooves in the square panel as she pushes against the invisible wall holding her in.]

UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! YOU... YOU THINK OF SOMETHING ELSE! ANYTHING ELSE! MUSIC! [The first thing that comes to mind was the Digital Circus music, but she was not Simon nor would she think of what effect that would have.] FROM THE LAST TIME IT HAPPENED IT WENT AWAY AFTER A FEW TURNS! WE NEED TO--!

[No sooner did she say that did the dice appear in her hand. She tossed it freely into the air as quickly as it came, wanting to get away as quickly as she could.]

[And it just so happens that the dice rolled... orange. Her eye twitches as she realizes what this means. Pulling away one last time she takes a grave step forward reach the panel shared by Simon. No sooner did she reach him that her mental mantra started buzzing:] HESGOINGTOKILLMEHESGOINGTOKILLMEHESGOINGTOKILLMEHESGOINGTOKILLMEHESGOINGTOKILLMEHESGOINGTOKILLMEHESGOINGTOKILLMEHESGOINGTOKILLME