"A few," she admitted. "I haven't socialized too much. There's a nice man who works in the garden with me though, and some of the people closer to my age." Granted, one of them wasn't here anymore, but ...
Swan brushed her hands off on her thighs before she offered Ches a smile. Pushing up to her feet, she exhaled softly. "I think I'd like to go inside," she murmured. "Would you like to come in as well or are you staying outside for a bit?"
She didn't mind the company, really, but it was ... painful to sit among the plants and not be able to hear them.