"And you still made it out with your knife? Damn." She either got lucky or these so-called gods afforded her the same opportunity they gave him. Pretty much a spit in the face, fuck you, to anybody that might want something reasonable as far as answers were concerned.

"And? You've got more to tell, and I'm not saying that just 'cause I'm interested." She had the seasoned look of a person already familiar with the terrain. Even if she didn't have the knife she would've stood out from all the other civilians. "Sharing is caring." Another piece of fruit goes in his mouth, this time a grape, and he holds his plate over to her, just to punctuate what he meant by that. If the food really isn't a problem she won't mind making him feel better about it.