Well, paranoia in a setting like this was generally in one's best interests, as was keeping track of other people, whether you were in immediate danger or not... and if she hadn't been paying attention and missed him entirely, well, she'd quite possibly be dead already! But in this case, yup, she was at least partly lying. Or omitting something vital, anyway.

So Neeshka huffed at him, a blustery attempt at hiding being nervous, since without a handy invisibility potion or an ally to sneak around behind, well, she knew her chances in a fair fight. She had agility on her side, but not much else. "I don't know. Guess that's up to you, huh? You've got the knife." She made a face, too. "Since this is a whole death-match thing, I should probably be running away by now."