[AGAIN?! Again with the offhanded compliments catching her off guard? She stares at him for a second while he's distracted by the guitar, blinks, and shakes her head.]

Whatever. I need it for my tough-girl image. People don't mess with you when you pile on the black shit. And YES! We are risking it. At least, I am. You can go home if you're scared of getting trampled by more spiders.

[Spiders are NOTHING compared to that shitty, face-webbing, crazy-inducing, heartless piece of crap that trapped them in their house and made Kenzi want to kill Bo. Heck, Kenz is fearless right now. She climbs up to the next row and starts cutting more ropes.]

I'm a good luck charm! What's the worst that could happen!?