She will teach Deadlock the benefit of powerful people owing you favors. Except wait...she probably owes him more favors right now so maybe she shouldn't...

"You 'won' it." That's her optic ridge going slanty. "You killed the guy right? You didn't enter a used alien headgear raffle and get lucky?" Lucky being subjective in this case. Wait... "Something tasteful? Are you...giving it to me as a gift?" Note it's the gift part that has her boggling, not his assessment of her admittedly questionable taste in decorating.

Also stop smiling Deadlock it's making her want to kiss you. And why the frag is she feeling so emotionally spontaneous all of a sudden? Deadlock must getting his Weird on her or something.

"...mmmmoookay," the words slide out as he slips behind her, hesitant and awkward but still willing, shifting to let him reach the wound. "A-ha, can't really trust auto repair." Hers less and anyone's really; here's hoping he doesn't notice that it's done very little since she took the shot. Hey, distraction time! "It's a...Earth movie. Weird. But what about humans isn't?"