"Can't we all be healthier?" She gave a small huff as she took another piece of muffin and rolled it between her fingers. She was quiet for a moment, letting his last question wash over her. She could joke and put up a wall all she wanted, but she also had to be honest.
Then again, maybe not.
"Same as always. I'm fine, James. Really. As long as I keep moving around, then I'm okay." Or so she could tell herself. With all the exercise she had been doing, she'd also been overworking her body and throwing up a bit more often. But enough on that, she needed to change the subject.
"Did you ever decide what sort of job you may want?"