"Fuck you," she says with absolutely no malice, just fatigue and that weird affectionate-insult tone some people manage to pull off.

"I ever tell you about the time I was drugged and kidnapped by possibly Jack-the-Ripper and his totally human-not-a-demon groupie helper? That was fucked up. This is just the flu from hell. Assuming we can drag our asses out of this pool, we'll be fine. Or we just call for help until someone else drags us both to the hospital. Bull's got the upper body strength for it, right?"