Cassy nodded and shrugged. "Me neither, really," she said, scratching behind her ears. "I am kind of a fighter, though... And even if I wasn't I'm always going to have this." The crat pulled out her long knife to show to Mary.
Daisy opened her eyes and removed her fingers from her stomach, the remnants of a pink glow just visible through the fabric. "Well, er... that's that solved," she said, smiling sheepishly.