She lowers her head, sighing quietly. She runs a hand through her hair slowly, and then gestures in something reminiscent of a shrug.

"I'm by myself, Bill. I gotta protect myself."

Seriously:

"I didn't go lookin' for a fight with Ramon. He brought one to me. I was lucky you wandered by, but if y'hadn't, it would have been up t'me to protect myself. It's what I gotta do."