"At least a bit more," she said with a nod. "I hope they're okay." Not that she was really overly worried about that. "Or at least I hope they're not trying to help." Her face scrunches up and she gives a sheepish shrug. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate their attempts, it was more that they always seemed to go wrong. They were probably doing their best and couldn't help that their best might suck. "From what I understand, they're kinda new." To ...everything. Including existing. It was all pretty weird.

"How long does a memory like this take to fade away?" She really hoped it was a short lived memory. The quicker she could move on from the crunchy embarrassment of the fall the better.

"I just hope I don't get sand everywhere in my apartment." She might not have minded things like paint or artistic supplies as a mess, but sand? Nope. That was a completely different story. And not just because she was a tiny bit miffed and didn't want to see the evil sand again. Maybe a bit because of that.