Daisy rolls her eyes as she takes another drink from her glass. "You know, that Cassandra girl almost killed me? Normal dagger. I was on top of her and she got me right through the eye. Pure bad luck she didn't get it deep enough. And she held onto that thing 'til the bitter end. Got me in the throat, too."

There's a point to this. It gets delayed by her glass raising back to her lips again.

"...look, there's gotta be someone around here that can, I dunno, train you on how not to get disarmed if you haven't been already. At least."