A two hundred pound asshole with an attitude problem fell on me and probably cracked a couple ribs. Definitely bruised the hell out of my abs, which is annoying. I work hard on those, and it's almost bikini season.

[ Unlikely to be a problem here.

She eyes him back, wary of that considering look he's giving her. ]

And the only weapon I've got on me is this old Buntline Special, unless you count a habit of insulting people even if they're trying to help me. Turns out it's not just sticks and stones; words can hurt you. Aside from that?

[ She gives him a sweetly fake smile. ]

I'm harmless as a bunny.