"Yeah. Poor girl. Greed's with a mortal too, but she knows what she's getting into, you know? You have to tell 'em," she said with a shrug. His next words made her smile more widely than she usually did around anyone who wasn't George. "Thank you," she said softly. "You're nice."
The irony of saying that as they walked away from the man they had just beaten the crap out of was totally lost on her.