[She giggles, grinning at him quickly.] Spoilsport, [She tells him, good-naturedly, before idly looking at the cooling corpses around them]

They do certainly say a lot less. Usually. [Winnie straightens then, watching the battle as it begins to creep closer, hands folded lightly in front of her]

I suppose we have a lot to talk about, don't we. [it's not a question and she flashes him a little smile again] Do I make you nervous?