"Maybe you should have thought of that before you helped me pick it out, Mrs. Lehnsherr," Kitty countered, nudging her friend. She laughed and then lightly sighed, "Here's hoping it stays that way for a long time." Hopefully they didn't jinx it. She rapped the wooden dock with her knuckles, to be safe. "It helps that we're kinda isolated," she added, looking thoughtful. "We're not right in the line of fire, you know?" New York City was, as they well knew, the hot spot for chaos. Westchester...was not. They'd certainly taken their hits, though. It was just that the Mansion got a little more wiggle room for recovery.