[she actually appreciates his tactless-tact, as carefully stepping around things isn't how she does, either. amara clearly appreciates the gentleness with her hair, though, as she rolls her shoulders so he can get at it better.]

I will. Thank you for letting me know, Michael. [she is grateful for him, as she always is.] Are you doing okay after the... underground graveyard? That sounds like an oxymoron. Maybe. Aren't all graveyards technically underground?