[ Maybe he's right. Truthfully, she's never had a broken arm that lasted long enough for her to know. Maybe that kind of pain and inconvenience will be bad enough that she'll go somewhere besides the local gas station convenience store, but some part of her thinks she'll still be tempted to handle the matter with duct tape and over-the-counter pills. The woman's terribly obtuse like that. ]

You'd be surprised. [ She quips back mildly, her wryness habitual and maybe even a bit amicable now. ] Women tend to be more discerning than men. Usually have to try a little harder to convince them that I'm worth the trouble.

[ The corner of her mouth quirks up ever so slightly. ]

You're a different situation entirely. [ And not just because he seems completely disinterested in her sexually. ] You knew I was more trouble than I'm worth. Makes me wonder if you really felt that sorry for me, or if some part of you sort of likes the trouble.