[Ren blinks in slightly exaggerated surprise when she smacks the skull out of his hands - he's not unused to that kind of confrontation, though he's always found it a bit crass himself. But he gives a slight, noncommittal hum to her words, glancing to the skull now rolling off to one side.]

Isn't that disrespectful to the dead, then...? [His tone is only marginally less absent-minded, as if he's reluctantly having to direct his focus temporarily. He doesn't actually sound bothered by her behaviour, though...or the implication that this could happen to their group, either.] Mmm, well, if there's no telling then it's best not to worry about it until it happens, right? Unless you know something we could do about it...

[Ren's firmly of the camp of "don't worry about things unless they're right in your face or you already know how to prepare for them". This doesn't seem like the kind of thing they could easily guard against, so to his eye they could be more productive focusing their thought on other things.

Actually saying that requires him to be willing to reveal that he's not as dense as he likes to pretend to be, though.]