[ It's a gift. Or at least, she's known enough big dumb heroes to recognize small, considerably less dumb heroes when she sees them. (That response only serves to cement the idea in her head.) ]

[ Brushing halfheartedly at her skirt in an attempt to lessen the amount of dirt left behind from the real ground which is not actually the featureless white that it currently appears to be, she offers the faintest of smiles at that suggestion of levity in her attempt at reciprocating it. ] I was afraid of that.

[ Her tone suggests, however, that that was meant humorously and that she has at least partially moved beyond that mindset. More serious is her, ]

It's like you said - it isn't safe to be outside right now. But... I need help finding somewhere that is safe. [ Safer. ] Somewhere quiet. I... haven't been able to tell where I am for a while now. Everything keeps changing too quickly.