Of course I know you can kill me. I'm small and fragile. Quark could take me if he was determined enough.

[ She really isn't as good at the sneering tone of voice as Beckett is. It doesn't help that she's a little shaken - even though she's painfully aware that this isn't the Beckett she knows, not really, it's still heart-clenchingly horrible to hear his voice saying things like that. ]

But I know you won't. Not even now. It's a big town with no shortage of places to avoid you, so. So eat shit.

[ A grown adult really shouldn't want to follow that up by sticking out her tongue, AND YET ]