That's mysterious. I'm sure I'll be okay, though, Boss. I don't...

[She shuddered, the events of the earlier summer still sometimes came back. She knows he's trying though and offers her hand instead. The movement reveals the black line of opal where her forearm had been hacked off under her sleeve.]

Well, I won't get myself in that kind of situation again, but I'll keep it in my pockets just in case. [She pauses, brows furrowing.] I'm glad we get to talk like this, though. Just saying.