She, however, was not so calm or business-like. Nothing was right, and although she remembered her arm no longer responding, she didn't remember exactly why she was in so much pain. "Do you really expect me to not question what happened? I don't know how you did what you did, but that was hardly a fair fight." She nearly growled, snapping the gun away from her and looking angrily down the scope. It only took her a few moments before she gave it back.<br/><br/>"I've got it." She spoke gruffly, eyes still narrowed at her as her arms crossed over her chest. They were just becoming friendly, but what happened was far from an accident. "So what do you have to say for yourself?" One hand was down at the injured area. It wasn't as terrible as she thought it was when she first woke, but it certainly was sore.