The scars that he sported didn't really phase her any. Why would they? She'd seen them all before. Knew exactly where he'd gotten them too. Not that she wanted to think about that. In fact, she was going to put that out of her mind just as quickly as it had popped up.
"Sure, sounds like a plan," she tells him, moving over to a chair to sit down. By the time he does emerge back out she's leaning down and adjusting her brace a bit. After a moment, she gets up and gives him a slight smile. "You ready now?"