"Seven years," she murmured, apparently content to go on without a comment from him. Eden turned to face him, stretching out her legs. "Didn't even have the bleedin' sense to be killed by a human being. Had to go get mauled by a lion," she trailed her fingertips absently along the claw markings on her inner right thigh.
Eden let out a short, sharp breath and shook her head, "Sorry. Awful time to get maudlin, isn't it?" She really was sorry - making him feel uncomfortable had not been her intent. In fact, she hadn't really meant to say any of this but it had come out anyhow. At least she didn't feel like crying.