[Now, that warning makes her stop throwing the piece around and lips curl up in to a small imitated smile.]

What, I'm not worth of a single tear? That's cold even from you.

[She gives him a lousy shrug. To be honest, she doesn't know what had been taken from her. As far she can tell she's physically fine, no missing limbs or whatsoever, which makes it all more scary to think the possibilities about losing something from inside.]

Ha, beats me. Though that would make sense, right? At least now I won't be opening any weird doors.