[She laughs a little.] I haven't been as busy as you have, Doctor Scratch. I've just been focusing on staying alive, and unless I've somehow been reassigned to you, seeing that I've spoken to my supposed killer a few days ago, that would be a big waste from both our sides. You would also be gracious enough to let me know if you had to kill me, would I be wrong to assume? So either way, I'm not too concerned. [Not even touching the other side because well... while YES she's not powerless, she's also aware that she's pretty squishy and hence would be quite easy to kill. Fairly certain that he can get rid of her in an eyeblink, so there was no use to elaborate on her side.]

Heh, I've already dealt with a couple of bullet wounds from my employee earlier this week, so I have all the necessary tools in my house. It would be simpler if you could come to 1765 Beaver Street; as long as you let me know by at least 10 minutes in advance, so I can get my things ready. How does that sound?