[ This is not the usual sort of test, though. For one she has a few other ways of determining whether he's okay than other people might.

To her it feels like a lot, but who knows how the two of them are really getting along at any given moment. Always well enough, despite how much insistence that Dum-E is about to be turned into a wine rack happens. Mostly right now she's just throwing out things to add into the conversation, give her more reason to keep talking because she doesn't want to put him on the spot anymore, just let him sit and listen and calm down. ] I'm sure he'll be thrilled.

[ Maybe a little of both, even. He was barely breathing what seems like far too little time ago, but it does seem like getting out of this space for at least a little bit could be a good idea. She rests a hand on his knee, leans forward a little. ] Do you think you can move with me, or do you want to sit still for a little longer? We can do either one.