She froze a bit when he'd said 'skulls and snakes', but relaxed when he said he was joking and offered a bluntly honest account of what was on his pyjamas. "Oh well, not everyone can have interesting night garments. At least it's not something interesting but frightening like teddy bears, or-" she made a face, "clowns."
She turned her head to look up at him. "Yes, I am, thank you." And then turned back to the scenery. "I've been on these grounds at this time of the year every year since I was eight. It doesn't change much, and yet it's never always the same."