Don't you... her lips purse because she doesn't want to give into BB-8 but he is so fucking cute!! She leans slightly away from the counter so she can look at the droid, a little softer. "Worry silently. I'm fine."

Which has never convinced anyone ever, but she's fine enough to have gone for a run and enough to go into a strangers house knowing she might have to fight her way out, so she is fine. Something tells her it's not the worst injury she's ever had anyway.

"Maybe you inherited it. That's why you don't remember buying it, it was already yours." Not that she isn't in the same boat, but it can't all be strange amnesia.