Maybe she'd be surprised, or maybe she might be intrigued by his reaction. Of course, she wouldn't know since she was talking to him for the first time. You can't judge anyone from just the first impression. All that she knew was that she liked him and he was a rather charming boy, younger than her son, but just as strong and confident, if not a little silly. Survival paid a heavy price. That's just how it was and that's how it will be.

She didn't seem out of breath at all, even though her chest was heaving up and down in some way. She seemed to have had some sweat dripping down her face, but other than that not too bad.

"60 or so," she replied counting her fingers playfully, "Yourself, Luke?" she chimed turning to him as she stretched her arms a bit. That was a work out. She rather liked the burn that it gave her. It pumped the adrenaline in her.