At the explanation, Stacia breathes a sigh of relief. Then she laughs.

"Oh yeah, I definitely wouldn't have reacted well to you bringing your blade to my throat," she agrees. "And I'm not military, so I've got nowhere near the training you do. There'd have been some flailing."

She should probably offer a change of subject from the death-before-enslavement topic, since she'd brought it around again.

"I'd imagine it's pretty hard to sneak up on you when you're not zoned out though, what with the eyes. They seem pretty useful."