"They really do attack. Well, me, at least. The rocks, tree limbs, tree stumps, puddles, grass. And you'd think grass wouldn't be dangerous, but yes, it is. And tree stumps, I swear they move right in front of me." She decide to stop before it turned into babbling, which much too easily happened to her.
She balanced the mat underneath one arm as she reached out to take Cass' arm with her other hand. At least his serious turn in conversation was able to keep her babble under control.
"I consider myself lucky, to be honest," she said, getting her footing with a few experimental steps. "I heard it's gotten a few children as well."