[ His first question gets a faint nod. She can count on Koltira, she trusts that. The second one takes a little more thought, though. She leans into him, head tipped to lean against his chest as she considers it. Is she okay? ]

I could be worse, [ Is the eventual conclusion.

It was self defense, just like she'd told Koltira. The woman wouldn't have been here in her right mind, and wouldn't have wanted to hurt them — but this situation doesn't account for wouldn't haves anymore. Her arms thread slowly around Sigma, resting with fingers hooked around each other at the small of his back. ]

I keep wondering what Jolanda would do. [ And with a little breath of a laugh: ] She'd be a whole lot smoother about everything, I know that much.