A noise of utter disgust is ripped from her throat as she tries to duck away from him. Wasting her breath on that sound, though, is a mistake; she’s forced to take a whiff of bandit pit and fight off a gag. Once she’s finally free of his stink, Gaige levels him with a glare. “Why are you always trying to make me puke? You would’ve had to deal with getting it out of your armpit hair!” A beat passes and she shakes her head. “Y’know what, on second thought, get back here and let me puke in your armpit. You deserve it.”