Yeah, sure I'm fine. Just got stabbed, no big fuckin' deal. [There's no malice or even a whole lot of energy behind her words. As long as she doesn't think about the pain, she'll be fine. And she would rather not think about dying anymore, either, because things were getting pretty weird back there.]

Y'know, I think I'm pretty fuckin' stable as it is. Ya don't hear me... screamin' in agony or anythin'. [Okay, she screamed when the knife went in. And made a lot of vague noises afterwards. But whatever, she's making a point here.

Not that she isn't afraid of getting the damn thing out, of course. Just touching it earlier hurt.]