She flickers a smile his way. It's nothing but a movement of her face, barely enough feeling behind it to call it an expression. She's been there before - letting a loss consume her. When her mother disappeared, she was sure she was going to lose herself along with it. But instead... she watched while that happened to her father, and she decided that wasn't what she wanted.

"Have you always been able to do that?" she asks him, looking at him curiously while they venture further. "Know what people feel?"