She huffs, the sound almost a laugh.

"If I wanted you gone, you'd know." She gathers up a few napkins and rounds the table to start cleaning up the mess herself, she's the one who made it, after all. "I am sorry, though. I've never had someone pop up like that who--" Wasn't trying to kill me, but that's probably better left unsaid. Lara returns her focus to carefully picking up bits of glass. "You're very fast."