She sags against him, but only for a moment. Pulling back sharply, she swats his shoulder with as much oomph as she can muster.

"Don't do that again! What if it were one'a the men you roughed up? Goin' out there, in the dark, alone. The both of us alone!"

But she's honestly not as worried about herself right now. She always somehow manages to come out on top. The men who come with her, on the other hand...



Now that she's hit him, she grabs his face and kisses him fiercely. The thought has occurred to her that they may not be as alone as it looks, but at the moment the only thing she can think about is reassuring herself everything is okay.