"I'm not entirely certain that's a low standard or if you're just the optimistic sort." She grinned. "But then, that's my typical Tuesday. Lightning, fire, potentially knocked over the head...so, I can relate to that much."

Hawke's gaze flitted to his and she smiled around his finger. She was sorely tempted to continue, just to see the surprise in his eyes, but she relented so she could sit back and look at him.

"You say that as if you hadn't done something similar." Her smile, though sly, was more than pleased. Cat that caught the proverbial canary, even.