[ Cue a rather ungraceful surprised grunt as Rosetta sits. Zero sits too, as much as she can, anyway– pushing herself up by her elbows so she can glare up at Rosetta ]

Tough or not, I got a skull made out of bone– same as you, and just as capable of cracking when I get a face full of concrete.

[ She's probably okay? If only kind of scraped. ]

Maybe tell your kids to shut up, and we won't have as many issues.