ooc: sorry so late!
Oops, that was the wrong thing to say. For some reason Tabs didn't want her to worry and really regretted doing so. She would never want a single line of concern etching her professionally gorgeous face.
"Oh no it wasn't like that, you know, from when I was a kid. Cuts, scrapes and bruises all the time. Nothing I couldn't handle." She tapped the heel of her foot lightly against the side of the desk/chair/thingy she was sitting on, waiting for her to start.
She scrunched her eyes for a moment and then looked up at the wall, not wanting her face to get any hotter than it was at the moment by staring.