She keeps in step for a little bit, until she realizes he's stopped and says what he does next, and her face screws up in annoyance. Her eyes might even roll a little, but it's not as if what he's saying is inaccurate. Actually, given how transgenic musculature works, she probably weighs even less than his assessment.

(She's never checked. Doing so would remind her too much of Manticore, of doctors and exam rooms and medical ward cots and children laid out on metal tables, cut open and broken so the people conducting their cruel experiments could see how quickly they could be put back together.)

"I'm genetically engineered. I'm stronger than I look."