[In the beginning, she was adamant about not making connections here, but it soon became apparent that she would need to in order to survive. He had kept her sane.

The squeeze to her shoulder draws an almost playful look as she fiddled with his collar, the touch light.]

Well, I could have told you that I wasn't crazy. [She laughs briefly.] It's nice to have someone that you can have a decent conversation with and share a story or two.

[Her gaze drifts out to the skyline before she looks at him again.]

You're welcome. Maybe one day I'll let you into my world a little, yeah?