[She follows his gaze to his own empty sleeve, lips turning up in a brief smirk. Two amputees meeting before a deathmatch; it sounds like the beginning of a bad joke.]

Miller. I’m Zam. And I’m very glad I met you under these circumstances. Things could have been a lot worse if I hadn’t. [It would have been a bad way to go, and that’s coming from someone who had already gone in a pretty bad way back in her home-universe.]

I’d rather just stay on the ship if that’s possible. I think I’ve had enough of this planet for a few decades.