...If it really came down to it, yeah. [It's not something she dwells on very often, but she has thought about it before.] But it's not like I live in the middle of the jungle -- just a concrete one. There aren't a lot of ferocious animals in London to readily call on, but I mean... no one likes a flock of birds pecking at their eyes, you know? Or a hoard of cockroaches climbing up their legs.

[She shudders a little at the thought, grossing herself out. Because bugs, gross.]