Part of her was skeptical but who was she to argue it? He laughed and brushed it off so easily, but she would have done the same. Probably.

Still, her muscles relaxed finally and she let her shoulders drop, hands moving to her sides. She couldn't blame him and she wanted to trust in him. After all, she could relate only too well. And wasn't that a strange thought to have?

"I'm glad you're okay, at least. Can't say I don't get it." After a moment, she turned to toss a few more sticks into their fire. "Still tired?"