"Yeah," Ky said, "and you'll notice I tried to murder him and haven't even spoken to him in a couple of years. Instead here I am having drinks with you on the regular. So," she suggested, pointing her bottle at him, "maybe cut me some slack because I've saved your goddamn life twice now but you still try to act like you own me."
She sighed and leaned back in her seat, watching him. "A life for a life, Briareos. That's how it works."