[Yanno, Wade, you probably could have still figured out a way to defend the world from having to gaze upon your bootycheeks. Laura just sort of stands quietly, munching on her chips even as he fumbles, flounders, and curses his way to a covered Deadass.]
No es gran cosa.
[We all have asses.
She studies him quietly.]
... How did you end up there. In the hospital?
[They all have their strange stories, anyway. Laura had gotten hit by a car. Her father was in a motorcycle accident. Well... if you believe the crap they feed you. Laura doesn't trust this place anymore. As far as she can throw it, even.]
Don't worry pal she's got your back
No es gran cosa.
[We all have asses.
She studies him quietly.]
... How did you end up there. In the hospital?
[They all have their strange stories, anyway. Laura had gotten hit by a car. Her father was in a motorcycle accident. Well... if you believe the crap they feed you. Laura doesn't trust this place anymore. As far as she can throw it, even.]