Judith was in the process of forming a reply, one that could almost qualify as darkly teasing, and then he mentions Mary and her gaze drops to the floor for half a second.
"Not directly," she says, putting her hands in the pockets of her light jacket, "But yeah. She says to tell you that everything's set up at home. You ready to go yet?" Judith hadn't seen Mary for years before what happened, and she barely saw her at all before then, but her paternal grandmother leaves an impression on everyone. Her body language says all that needs to be said about that in her slightly hunched shoulders and tense, jerky motion. Resentful fear is a funny thing.