"And yet, here you are." Hardly necessary to fall back to the latter. Not while she's here, she thinks, shifting her wings for comfort. Be it because of blood or be it because of luck (or the lack there of), she is here now. And the circle he'd made is now less than dust.

Perhaps the video might shed some luck. Something he can check while she is distracted by the tablet he slides her way. She gives him a somewhat disbeliving look, before carefully picking it up, mindful of her claws as she touches the reflective surface cautiously. Her tail stiffens, then flicks about, unwinding from its coil about her leg as she sits up. Attention held. "What is this." Even as she asks, she's examining it, eyes brightening.