Yeah, that's part of it. Learned real fast that there's gonna be some stuff I can't punch my way out of.

[not that she's much good at that anyway.]

But yeah. First I gotta take care of myself while all this shit is changing around me. New sword, new job, new me, or whatever B.S. saying you'd get stitched into a pillow. Gonna make this work and keep the people I give a shit about safe alongside me. Which is a pretty tiny list, but y'know. You're on it, so whatever.