Cho is currently running in one of her warmest outfits, with a long wool coat over it, and a scarf wrapped securely around her neck. Just because it's colder than all get out currently, and she's sleeping even worse now that she's doing it on a cot in the lab, doesn't mean she doesn't still wake up some mornings with that knot of panic choking her, and the urge to run until she's far away from everything, until she's certain she can be fast enough to be safe.

"Not currently." She's trying for jovial, but the smile doesn't reach her eyes. Hopefully Kabal is too tipsy to notice.