Endure and survive.

"Oh?" Ellie said, shoulder dropping a little, an unconscious -- or at least, semi-conscious -- sort of invitation, head to the side. She liked that. She liked a lot. She liked that they followed the fact of her arm and what that meant with this. Staying alive was finding things to fight for. This seemed like a pretty good thing to have on the list.

"You're not bad, either," she said.