[Well shouldn't they all be so lucky. But his assessment of himself makes her snicker, because that's a damn mood. Real blunt with it too. They'll get along fine.]

Eeh, people aren't great. You can handle yourself, you're fine.

[And she leaves it there, moving right onto his next point.]

Was it like a magic thing, or even like, something you were special trained for? Because I don't do magic but it's hard as shit to do all the cool stuff I can do back home. Sucks.