[She squints up at him, then eyes that weapon of his very, very carefully.

Talk about a weird one. From head to toe.

Christ, she really does need to get herself more familiarized with all these weirdos.]

You don't have to tell me twice. But it kinda defeats the purpose of the whole not dying thing if you can't kill it yourself, y'know?

Can that big hay cutter of yours do it?

[ACTUALLY, it looks pretty damn impressive to Maria. Honest.]