[There is a quick, fleeting smile at his laughter. He has a nice laugh. There is certain note of relief in her tone: He makes talking to him easy. She's glad for it, surprised at how much she's - well, at how easy it is. Easy is good, right about now, when so many things aren't easy. Even her physical balance is painfully off, and it irritates her. She feels her wings like phantoms.]

Kinda defeats the point of runnin' from a body if the person has ta show you where to run. Might be worse. Ya could faint. I hear that's a risk with the elderly.