Johanna climbs off her and works at cleaning her hatchet, even though there probably isn't more than a speck on it, eyeing her warily like she might attack again at any point. "You're tough, I admire that," Johanna says, letting her gaze rake over the other woman with clear admiration, seeing as she might hate having to fight against people, she can admire those with skills (at least, when they're not a career).

"Look, I know it's not exactly the best news, but if you're willing to listen, I'll explain," she says, bluntly to the point.