[ Excuse you, sir, she listens plenty. It's just selective listening. But if possible, she brightens even more and laughs quietly. ]

I know. It's scary, honestly, how awesome I am.

[ But she does, once again, warm at his praise of a job well done. ]

How long on the invisibility clock? I'm hoping it doesn't matter anymore anyway, but just in case we're in a rush.

[ Still staying close, she's armed with her spoon in one hand and his hand in her other, letting him lead her while she looks at the ground. There are more exposed tree roots, and she's trying to be careful in the dark. ]