Weak and squishy? If that's what she took away from that fight just now then she really is off her damn rocker. He scoffs and raises that flask to his lips to have a drink.

"Oh, oooooh, I didn't know you lost a friend." He waves his free hand, rolling his eyes a little. "Well, that changes everything, doesn't it? Oh. Wait. No, it doesn't."

Another swig from his flask and he glowers at her.

"Cry me a river."