"You're welcome," she responds breathlessly. Mayerling may not be able to see the way she smiles or how she bites at her lower lip to keep that grin from growing too wide but it tints the words she speaks; something girlish in her voice. Even she can hear it.

She swings the view around. There's some mild camera shake but she does her best to keep it steady. From the ocean, glimmering and rippling in the early morning sunlight, to the cliffside, and then to the forest far behind her. The trees stand tall and dark, a forest of evergreens, "The city is that way. It's a little bit of a walk."

Normally, it's a long hike. Some days it's more dangerous than others and, in her haste, she may have forgotten to grab her weapons from home but, thankfully, she's not without the ability to fuck something up with her mind, "I'll bring you one night. It's a little testier in the dark but it's just as nice when the moon is out."