[Hmmmmm.]

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Isn't that how it always is?

[She stares down into her tea with a small smile, as if lost in memories or thoughts or just a faraway place. Then she suddenly lifts her head again, cheerful.]

I won't beat you up. Like I said, I'm probably rusty with my sword anyway. Ah, as long as you keep up with your decent behavior. Mmmn, it has been pleasant talking with you about things.