She looked up at him, giving him a small smile. "No, Z. Of course not." She paused before she started giggling. "You didn't get far enough to be a destroyer of worlds."
She reached up and ruffled his hair playfully before trading out his bandages for another box, setting them down. "Maybe we should get you a weapon, too..."
She frowned a little, looking up at him. She didn't say anything more about the weapon, but her expression clearly demonstrated her distaste for it.
They went towards the clothing parts of the store and she looked around, her nose crinkled in a bit of uncertainty. “I don’t think I’ve ever boughten my own clothes,” she said with a self-conscious laugh.