[Damn Fjord, she put you through so many paces and you don't even remember them, rip in piss. Thankfully, she hears his voice and the guns are called off, instead opting to reach down and grab at his face to pull him closer to her.]

Oh shit, Fjord, what-- hey, what happened to your face?

[So she could say the same of you, buddy. Beau lets him go, sitting down on the couch and blanket pile with her legs folded.]

This is what I looked like when I saw you like-- I dunno, I haven't been here that long. Did you cut off your teeth or something? Jester's gonna be mad.