"Oh, that soldier lady who taught you how to shoot a rifle?" And then he shook his head. "Tch, man, you and your near-death experiences. Least I'm not the only one gunning for you to be swaddled in bubble wrap anytime you leave the house." He took another bite of noodles. "I'm'a buy this Tamora lady some flowers or something. With a little card. 'Thanks for having the foresight to save my idiot boyfriend's life'."