The reassurance works, and she nods again. "Okay. Just. Please tell me if I do something that makes you uncomfortable? I promise I'll knock it off."

She'll follow him down, her heels click-click-clicking, hands out to her sides a bit to keep her balance. (Railings are amazing things and she misses them right now.) "I know. I don't think you're capable of trying to offend me. I'm not sure you're capable of offending me at all," she teases. "I could get taller shoes if you want. I'm not sure I could go anywhere in them..."