"It's fine." The response comes immediately, despite her body awkwardly sprawled with legs dangling off one side of the seat and torso dangling off the other side. Her ragdolled arms were laying across her body with one hand barely touching the floor.

"I'll fix it later." She adds. A moment later there's a gurgle from her stomach that advertises she's hungry. Mortal flesh body betrayal one after another... So she adds:

"I'll fix that later."