The humor draws a genuine smile out of Nita, as well. Mission accomplished?

"I know, I know. I've gotten myself injured before."

Both in the sense of defending-friends-in-a-blaze-of-wizardry-fire and in the more mundane sense of confronting schoolyard bullies. She knows what a head injury can do to a person, let alone to her.

"... Thanks."

The smile on her face deepens with the statement - and then she flushes, realizing something important.

"Wait, we have talked before, haven't we? I'm so sorry, I don't remember your name right now!"

She only wished she could blame the lapse on voidsickness.

"But, yeah, I might take you up on that offer; it's appreciated. A lot."