Looking back towards the plants she tilted her head to the side. "Were you traveling? That's what I hoped to do after school was about," before the mounting war made that an impossibly selfish dream.

She tilted her head from side to side at his question, appearing to consider it before turning to him with a quiet laugh. "I've been better. Adjusting? Trying to cobble together some sense of, something?" Tired, and perhaps more candid as a result of it she shrugged again, drawing her knees up to rest her chin on.

"How does anyone sleep through all that terrible wind?"