Let karma do it? Let karma do it? Seriously? "Oh come on, Rae. Karma is not as good at kicking ass as I am. And letting me do it would be a hell of a lot faster. Not to mention more satisfying." More satisfying for her personally, probably, but that was entirely beside the point. "But fine, I won't do anything." Even if she really, really, really wanted to. It would just be too easy. But she'd leave it be. Or, at the very least, try to have some semblance of self control and leave it be.
The mention of bodyguard zombies actually did make Sarah think for a minute. "Huh...now I kinda want to find out. Even if they're huge and ripped, they'd still blow up one way or another." Every zombie blew up one way or another. But what was more distracting than the thought of bodyguard zombies? Calling her a sidekick. "Psh, sidekick. Do you not get that I'm too awesome to be a sidekick. Sheesh." The name, however, she could live with. "Emergency ribs are clearly necessary in any and all situations in life. You shouldn't leave home without them. And yes, yes I would bust you out of the harvesting facility and save the day. And then probably hijack the rest of the story for myself because I am just that awesome." Clearly.
Rae wouldn't get her to concede on the point any further. If you looked at it in perspective, Rae was more of a daffodil than she was. It was just plain fact. "Like you didn't foresee that happening anyway," she said, nudging Rae in the side a bit with her elbow.
And there it was again. One of the words she just hated to hear. "Whatever. I'm just telling you what would happen if you did. You might not know this, but I can predict the future. And the future I see has you and him as one of those disgustingly happy couples that I like to make fun of."