Cheese, she can handle. It might be met with smirks and veiled laughter at times but never meant rudely. It would just be a little... weird, to her. It would probably take her some time to get used to how things work here.

Behind her helmet, she blinked curiously at the 'clay' part of the insult but it clicked quickly enough. These were their putties. Training against these would have been so much easier but it also wouldn't have prepared her team too well. Caught in her thoughts, a putty almost snuck up on her but she turned to backhand it quick enough, throwing it back a few feet. Now she was irritated and her body almost went to auto-pilot, everything Trini and Jason had showed the team coming to the front of her mind.