Whether it was that she was strong enough to stand up against the Sheriff, or that he was undeniably her type wasn't clear, but San didn't have any qualms about approaching the big man's trailer. His question was met with a shrug of her own. "Just... picking up some things from the General Store... was headed home when I smelled your cooking." She squinted slightly in thought. "I may have momentarily become a cartoon character, following the smell trail without thinking." San joked.
Oh, joking was nice, especially since her trip to the store had been with purpose. Beyond some food stuffs, she had some tests to run and was grateful that she'd found some items to test on. She just hoped to god the tests were negative... because the alternative... San found herself suddenly a tad nervous by her thoughts, standing there in front of John, thankfully only the slight sifting of her feet and her adjustment of how she held her bag gave her away. All physical responses were muted thanks to her power. "Sounds like you got a good haul though." She said, mentally changing the subject.