"Oh absolutely. And here we don't seem to have nice metal ladders to let us get up quickly. Or pre-made brooms. Mops. Cleaning sprays. Don't you dare get your feet on the walls," Reeve smiled.

In a way she reminded him of Yuffie. Energy when she wanted it, but when her mind went to dark places, they went there deeply. What she needed, no doubt, was purpose. And until then, distraction.