[ His words feel like an accusation. Her posture stiffens; she feels defensive, though rather than shout back at him or act out, she seems to internalize it this time. His words remain unsaid, though perhaps she can still feel them on some level. ]

No, you're right. Of course I don't.

[ She folds her arms just for the sake of being rebellious, still tapping her pipe idly. ]

Just a little jarring, considering the last time I saw you, you'd swapped all your bullets for stun rounds for the big fight.