Strangely enough, this makes her laugh. "I spent years and years and years worrying about someone as weak and squishy as you. Decades worrying despite knowing she was more than competent in a fight. And it took one lucky bastard to take her down. Why worry when it takes luck like that? Unless you're not as competent as she was." Grinning, she leaned in slightly. "And I'll give you a hint: I still live for something. I wouldn't be here if I didn't."