“Slightly better, I guess. Not for him, sounds like it sucks either way for him.” No one goes 'yeah I'd rather get a stomach wound there than here, the scenery is better, so are the vibes'.

She sits though, as instructed, and pulls off her sweater. Where there's some arm scrapes as she described. Her legs took some damage too, but she lacked pants (the perils of a short skirt), so that's less surprising.

“I like common more, too.”