"I think," Matt said carefully, "that I confused her. Not completely sure about that, but she seemed to - well, she fucking exfoliated my skin, threatened me a lot, worried about you some, and left. I've really got no idea why she didn't gut me, but I'm happy not." He glanced at Isaac. "It's weird, she seems genuinely worried about you or something. But I don't know how to call it, so for right now, I'm not, other than that she's not my best friend."