Lilly laughed, loudly. Almost, hysterically.
"Stats? We aren't in a party, so all that is visible is the person's health. For all you know, I could have better stats than you. I have a full set of enhanced gear. Plus, there is one thing better than stats in this universe. And that, is skill" she told him, the tears still rolling down her eyes. "And if you don't want to kill me, why even suggest it?" She demanded, clenching her sword tightly, and then her health went down. Only by a little bit, but it still went down.

Turning, with eyes behind the visor blazing in anger, she smashed the small mook creature, a lower level that the mobs that attacked them beforehand, across the field with the flat of her blade, and then charged up to it, smashing the blade-edge into it again and again, anger flowing from her to it.
"I was having a conversation you rude bint!" She screamed, seemingly forgetting Bachus for the time, and smashing the creaturesome more.