Wait, what? [Amelia sits up, and even leans forward some.] Do you mean when you were Gasback's bodyguard, or something else?

[Not that she doesn't regret asking almost instantly, with the way Wolfwood acts. It's the wrong time to pry, Amelia knows, but she also can't really help it.]

Well. That idiot better know not to let himself die so easily by now. [Amelia glances off to the side, pausing long enough to sip from her drink.] And the people around here are good. They wouldn't let you do something like that.