Please. If I was seriously mouthing you off, you'd know. This is just talk. I've met your type, though. There were a bunch of them in the War. I get why you'd have a chip on your shoulder about it.

[As she's talking, she does seem to have toned the snark in her voice down a little. She's paying attention to him, but it's clear she's multitasking, crushing something up in a mortar and pestle.]

I'm not one for a pointless fight, though, so don't mind the sarcasm. It comes naturally to me. Just a heads up, though. There's a lot of dangerous people here, and not everyone around here's trustworthy or on the same side. Don't let your guard down.