[She turns slightly, looking him over curiously, eyes narrowing slightly.]

You know, you're right. You're fucking fine. [She growls it back at him.] Still a jerk, and not fall over drunk. So I guess you're okay.

[She worries though, now that Shawn is gone, he's down one person he worries about and she knows he needs his tribe as much as she does. ]

You going to make me drag you home? Like unconscious and on the floor?