Jessica snorts out a laugh. "You make that sound like a bad thing."

Her smile falters a bit, but she covers it up quickly. If anyone should be worrying about suffering through someone else's company, it should be him. The time he'd spent away had given her plenty of time to think about how fucked up of a person she was. It was tempting to get another drink to drown her sorrows more, but she knew going down that road wouldn't be wise.

Eventually, she waves a hand, laughing again. "What is it, then? You got crazy powers you can't control? You diseased? Throw it at me. I've seen some shit. Doubt you'll surprise me."

Plenty of people in Hell had absolutely surprised her, but whatever, she was Very Badass, thank you very much.