"Oh." She's confused, but not apt to argue about it if he's protesting so strongly. This is going to take some getting used to, though. Maybe if she asks some questions, things will become less confusing. Maybe Zed will even be able to answer them clearly.

"Where is here, though?" She looks up and around and all about, still nursing her hand. She's a delicate thing and unused to being genuinely injured, after all. "And who are 'they'? Are they working for you...?" An easy enough assumption to make. Apparently she blinked and Zed had gone and slipped through her fingers and gotten himself tangled up in even more trouble. What is she going to do?