It gets a smile out of here, though a rather weary one.

"Actually, I find it's easier if you try to act as normally as possible."

Though working with an extra twenty feet gets a little tricky. Mostly she struggles with doors: getting through before they fall shut on her.

She watches him quietly for a moment, before her gaze falls to her cup. Taking a deep breath she leans forward abruptly, setting the tea down; she picks up her futuristic palm pilot and scrolls through things until she hands it over to him, with what looks like an x-ray image of a four-armed snake person on it, a scan she'd managed to take of herself this past month.