She breathed heavily as she was on top of him. "What...was...that....thing...doing...here?" she managed to gasp out before picking herself up off of him making sure he could breath. She was amazed he could carry her at all. She looked at him and ignored her own injuries before she started to look him over. He had found the throwing knives, which he was really skilled at, and managed to save her life from the pistols. That made nearly twice he saved her from a gun. Then just as one of the knives embedded itself deep into the robots circuitry, he saved her from an explosion. Thrice. Thrice he saved her life, and thrice she owed him. She contained her anger as she payed more attention to his body. "Thank you. Again." she eventually said.