"I'm training her to take people out at the kneecaps as soon as she's nailed not falling over," Will said. He turned his head to look out the window, and smiled at the fresh new day out there. No roar of cars, no parishioners "just dropping by", just the wind in the trees and the sun shining down. He got to his feet and stretched. "Gonna open the door if nobody minds. Let the air in while this terror is penned in her chair."