She shrugs. "It's alright. Not like it's news. Kinda feel better knowin' you aren't just a butter knife on a ledge, so, uh, it all works out."

She takes a drink and sighs.

"You know, if he was being serious-- and for a second there I thought he might be --I can't tell if I should be flattered or insulted." She squints. "I mean, he's a virus and all. Maybe his opinion is okay, or maybe it's...really really not."