"So? That's your problem, not mine," Billie replies, still annoyed. She does let go of his ear, though, after the initial yanking of it. "And the problem of anything else she decides to be afraid of, I guess, but I can generally take care of myself."

Ear released, she steps back again and moves to brush... well, she pauses part way realizing mud isn't really something you brush off while it isn't dry yet. That means she looks down and wrinkles her nose at it instead. This wasn't exactly a state she anticipated having to explain to anyone.

In any case, she looks up again to eye him.

"Is she going to flip out if I go and pick up the one I killed? I'm not just out here chasing rabbits for fun, you know."