She'd snort at the noises he's making, but she's been trying to do that less in this Arena, since her mangled sinuses have a tendency to spray blood when she breathes out them too hard. It's one of the less dignified elements of her injury.

"Eight months, maybe? Nine?" She frowns a bit, rolling her thumb. "And then we fought about it for so long I think we forgot what we were fighting about. I think emotions were running a teensy-bit high all around."