Leto gave another faint smile as she thought about it. So many answers, so little time. Her son was being followed and hounded by dead people, they were lost in the Bermuda Triangle, there was a murderer on board, and she just made a room full of enemies. "Oh, same as everyone, I suppose." she said, shrugging as she walked to sit on one of the doctor's stools. "I take it you're not here to give blood," she guessed, gently.