"They weren't nearly as bad as they look," she says into her cup of tea.

Nor was the just-visible sickle-curved scar across her upper chest that was definitely caused by a knife and most assuredly would need stitches to heal up as cleanly as it did.

Apparently.

"Well, it'd be your job to notice such things, I'd think. But at least you can take a break every so often," she smiles, with only slightly more sincerity than his politeness in her request that he stop seeking answers he's not going to get.