There are places Tinya can linger. Like the library here. Or Earworm, where she spends her time comforting those who need it and being a listening ear to everyone who approached her with a problem. Sometimes they wanted a solution, sometimes they simply wanted to unburden themselves. Either was okay. But she falls into step easily alongside him.

"No, it's okay. You're the one who helped me, after all." And what he'll see is a beautiful but lonely eighteen year old, one who has bore the brunt of a world before this and doesn't know if or when she'll ever go home to stay.

"And my name's Tinya," with a graceful nod. And, I'll do my best not to worry, I promise. That's a good idea, to find a nice indoor place where hopefully I can fully recover from the...giant butterfly thing."