She wouldn't actually know, not having seen the outside of the dungeon enough to know whether this place is a ren faire fantasy all the way down, but that doesn't stop her from scoffing at his entire premise. Especially the part he keeps wielding as a sharper weapon than any sword either of them can produce.

"Stop saying I killed you. Clearly it didn't take."

She swipes up the towel and cleans the remnants of inky goo off her hands as best she can while continuing to seethe about the rest of it.

"I don't know why you're so keen on protecting this shithole with the magic-eating dungeon that's going to kill us both the minute the wizards figure out what you're capable of and your bodyguard gets bored of guarding."

She shoots a challenging look at Kylo, whose role in this whole thing is unclear enough to make her curious despite her general distaste for the whole situation.