"I'm definitely hoping the 'tiny blonde means ass kicking' association sticks. I think the stake I have will show them I mean business if push came to shove, but still." She glanced up at him fondly and squeezed his hands. "I know you could protect me, tree, but it's good to protect myself." She meant it too. Sometimes it was good to feel powerful all on her own, which brought her back to that moment over a year ago where she and Sam had gone hunting and it had ended with her hesitating and a bullet in Sam's side. That would never happen again, she had vowed. She shook away the thought of sewing together Sam's flesh and brought herself back to the present.
"Who ever thought sparkling diamond skin was a good thing? Honestly, I'd like to meet Bella and have a good intervention anyway." She caught his second comment and smirked, holding up her hand with it's X's marking her as underage. "And then I can go out without these lovely accessories. I don't even care that much for drinking, but I haven't felt my age for a while. It'll be nice when my physical age catches up to my mental one."