[Curiosity, concern, but not surprise. Ellie lifts both her eyebrows at him, stretching the scar through one of them.]

Some.

[It's a cagey answer, but she shrugs one shoulder, tilts her head back at the ring. Her voice is very low, husky, hard to catch in the gloom and noise.]

Enough to know the dude with the beard's either gonna throw this shit on purpose, or he's trying to make the other guy seem tougher than he is. He keeps dragging it out.