Say'ri laughs, "You missed the mark a little bit there Zac but thanks," she puts her hands in her pockets, "I've lived alone by choice. It avoids unnecessary harm to others. In my life I've made many nasty enemies who wish nothing more than my death," looking at Zac, "Nothing personal I just wanna get the two of you patched up before I get much closer. Even after 400 years of practice I can still lose control."