So she's responsible? For your leg? [She read enough about the Vicodin incident(s) to know that he had a bum leg. And also that he was still an addict.]

If you really are curious, because of my ex, I was kidnapped and nearly beaten to death by the Russian mafia. I'm still sometimes suffering from vertigo due to the concussion I had. But it's not a competition; I still have all my limbs intact.

[She shrugs, a smile on her lips.]

It seems to me like you're kind of a magnet for trouble. Going anywhere with you would be ill-advised.