Heartened by his constant presence, she began to calm herself. He was nice - he reminded her of Mr. Godot.
"Yeah! I don't know even know how he managed that... he's so helpless without me, honestly." She smiled fondly at the thought of him, "He's spiky! I mean, his hair is. And he wears blue. And he likes badges.
And now she couldn't help but worry,"... I hope... I hope he's okay... He'd better be okay!"