A dark brow quirked curious if the watcher was this stand offish regularly or if it was just from the pain. "Yeah well not all in one peice, but I get by. I really wasn't trying to come off like a bad ass. Just saying I remember what's its like to be human trying to do the work of a slayer. I've had my broken bones and cuts without the hyped up healing," the slayer seemed to ramble not quite sure what words to use. "I get it." Kennedy shrugged.
The abrupt statement challenged the confused latina to get to the point. Sita was probably wanting to go home and rest or take some meds or something. The solid soldier was probably hurting. But the brunette really wanted to get to know this woman. She had been a recluse for far too long. While her training had gotten fairly impressive her social life was definitely suffering on many levels. And after all she had become comfortable with the fact she was a bit of brat a long time ago. So the offer came anyway, "Actually I was just going to get something to eat. I was gonna ask if you wanted to join me?"