Carol laughed. Yeah, Goose was a character and she was glad he was making friends at least. Little guy felt at home here- well, in Starklandia. Carol realized she was really starting to feel the same. Things were normal now. And for a while, that bothered her.
But the relationships she was forming here were...special. The thought of going home wasn't something she'd given up on, but it felt more and more distant the longer she was there. She wondered if they were event aging, sometimes, or was this some kind of paradox. If it was, then she could understand why those who had 'died' would want to stay...
If there was a way to travel in between, it would be nice. For her, at least.
But as her thoughts dwelled on the idea, she tried to push them aside. She was here to relax, not to think.
"I think I can dig something out back home," she commented. "Though not sure it would be as peaceful as this."