He spoke a lot, but it didn't seem to be in the way of one who liked to hear themselves speak. Perhaps just someone overly friendly, and so far, she had little reason to complain. She nodded her agreement, and waited for him to situate himself.

How had she been doing. It wasn't a question she had spent much thought on previous to this. "I suppose I can't complain. It could be worse," she started, tone level. "I've mostly been in this town at night, or in the basement." And while the former had been productive, of the latter, she could not say the same. "Have you been well?"