It's fine. It uh... doesn't hurt or anything now. Honest. It all healed up when I- [came back from the dead, he hesitates, looking up and the ceiling] yyyeah.

[He blinks, confused at how she got here. It takes him a few moments to go back through their conversation to find the turning she took to get her to this point. It gets a little snort of a laugh out of him.]

There is that. Pretty sure your house is full enough without surplus cards. I uh... met your uncle, by the way. Thankfully before everything went to hell in a handbasket. He seems - [DEEPLY TROUBLED] ... pretty cool.