"Miss on both directions," she laughed, and pointed at him. "Eleven. You're good at the age guessing thing though."
She snickered after his snort. "Well, it's better than being the guy with the pink cane."
Nodding returned as he mentioned the lack of crutches. "That's what they get for not taking refuge in a hospital or clinic though. Actually having to go out and get supplies? Yeah, crutches wouldn't be a top priority for me. I'd get more basic first aide type stuff and things like that."
Cocking her head to the side, she thought for a moment. "Boss?" After thinking another few seconds, she shrugged again. "I think I'll wait it out. Figure that I'm here for a reason. As long as people bring me things to entertain me, I'll be fine."
Allison's expression lit up rather quickly when he mentioned visiting. "I'd like that. Familiar-ish face and all. You're officially the only person I know here." A beat. "But yes. I can get lost in a good book for a good bit of time, so as long as I have something to read, I should be alright."