[It's... frustrating. It's always frustrating, all these years of being a model citizen and still having to field the "wild animal" thing. But for gods' sake, she tells herself, at least he's asking, and presses her lips together in a tight little smile.]

No. It doesn't work that way, Captain. I'm just me. I'm always me. The worst thing I do is stop being a vegetarian every once in a while, and I always try to make up for the chickens. Your shins are safe. [Or jugulars, really, but she feels it pays to downplay things like that.]