"Don't have to be injured to come looking, do you?" She smiles a little, and tilts her head to one side. "I'm not bad for patch jobs in the field, but I'm not sure I'd know what to do without supplies." She doesn't mention that supplies can and have been, in the past, a bottle of alcohol, a slim blade, and a hotel sewing kit. People don't like to hear that. They try to make it a joke, but they're never quite sure, and they just end up uncomfortable.