She couldn't help but be a little amused at the subtle flick to the tattoo on her neck. That tattoo had been a long time ago, but she wasn't tired of it yet. Her regrets from that time in her life weren't so visible.

Her protest was mild and in good humor, "Hey, I tow the line. Show up on time. Follow instructions."

A flicker of humor quirks up her lips, "When it counts, anyway."