"You wish. Just your good luck and my charming teleportation abilities." She puts a hand on her hip and doesn't go to help him so much as watch. "You okay there? Or did I actually scare the dickens out of you?"

It's easy for her to forget she's hardly older than him. The last few years have pulled her from seeing herself as a 'kid', made her feel just shy of, if not a matriarch, an older sister to most of her peers here.