Obviously she's leaving things out, and as she leans there against the worktable, Cal folds his arms as he tilts his head at her, but he looks more amused than seeking out more details. Her smirk makes him wrinkle his nose at the teasing. He glances at BD-1 as though to say 'look what I have to put up with,' but it's tempered with a crooked smile of his own.

"If I were afraid, why would I be throwing my weapon at you though?" he points out.