[Oh, right, not everyone has a magical know-it-all that likes to pop into and out of their lives like it's whack-a-mole time.]

Nope. One minute cooking some fish, next minute weird city central.

[She interlaces her fingers, stretches them out, and stands-- she's maybe a bit past five feet when she's fully vertical. She offers a hand down to her new acquaintance.]

It could be worse. People could be trying to kill us.

[Something about the lopsided smile says she's actually serious about this one.]