It's a rare woman who would laugh at the prospect of someone killing for her.

Now that he's said it, her sudden amusement and curiosity stops him from back-peddling on the contradicting comment. Even half-drunk and half-asleep, she catches the slip instantly, so any cover up would likely be spotted anyway.

"I'm out of work, for one." Which isn't why he came by her room, not by a long shot, and that much accounts for the sigh that he releases as he finds something to lean against. "Again, actually. I wonder if that counts."