"Hey, that's not my business. That's totally up to you, to stay out of reach of her rolling pin." She smiles over at him, and she moves to start walking again, and it's slower than it should be - not glacial, by any means, but it's clear she's limping just like how it's clear that she's used to it. "You gave me the keys to my bakery, and you're nice." She rolls her shoulders up into a shrug. "And I like a challenge."

She chews on her lower lip for just a second. She woke up at three this morning, so she definitely is tired - honestly, you'd think she'd get over the whole going-to-bed-super-early thing. It's shit for her social life, definitely.

"I mean, shouldn't you be nice for most of the strangers you meet, if you have the chance and the time?" She shrugs, and she genuinely means it - and she genuinely means it with the caveats, too. Only if you have the chance and the time.