Hah, as if. I haven't died yet, not planning on it happening any time soon.

[Things had been trying to kill her for a lot longer than Trench has.]

You don't owe me anything, Luzi. It's not like it's your fault my joint failed. When it shouldn't ever fail. I owe you a clean, dry shirt and coat. If you want to come back to my place so I can fix you up.

[She says that with just a hint of the aggravation she's feeling about the whole thing.]

Besides it's not like we really almost died. Sweet Pea is too tiny to do that much damage. He tried though.