“Nothing I couldn't handle.” Elektra confirms. It had been strange. She's not used to robots or augmented reality. She survived as always. They both did. Her eyes travel to his hands as she lets that sink in. She had a close call as well even if there's no mark to show for it. She made it through thanks to a bartender. He'd survived thanks to a nun. They really were birds of a feather. She smiles at the thought and focuses on poorly devouring her food. Silence never troubled her. Now isn't the exception. She'll let it go on comfortably.