[Tryse considers for a moment.]

If we had our Focuses... Foci... Whichever, we'd probably be too distracted with recording each other to play properly. As for what I have...

[She reveals it with a flourish. It's a vibrator, just a bit smaller than the weapon Evangeline armed herself with. She flicks it on and lets the vibration fill the air between them.]

You've a choice. I won't explain. Mechanical or... Organic.