Mable was reluctant to let Edward see her face.  It wasn't fair that he got to see her scratch and how bad it was before she did, but she was glad he didn't make a big deal about it - until he told her to get on his back.  Even in shock, Mable couldn't help but laugh.

"I won't get hurt, I won't get hurt," she assured, putting a hand on Edward's shoulder.  "I just tripped and got a little scraped up, that's nothing!  Plus, how are you gonna keep me safe if I'm on your back?  You'd be better at it next to me."

Still nervous, Mable glanced around the alley again, but still saw nothing.  "Let's hurry, but just be more careful, okay?"