There's a faint breath of a laugh, but only a faint one. Her ribs won't allow for much more of a workout, even with the lovely painkillers she's on.

"...oh, you know what they say - 'go big or go home,'" Rae murmurs, giving his hand a light squeeze. She went big. And, though she's stuck in an infirmary room bed for now, technically she won.