"No," she laughed, then sent the water and salt from her body and hair with a few mumbled words in old Irish. "Wakin in m'bed or in the cot in m'studio's the normal, but if the Earth's what I needed, reckon m'body found a way fer it t'be so. I shouldn't be holdin ye up on yer run though. I am sorry to have disturbed ye. Would ye like a bit of water b'fore ye continue?"

She noticed where his eyes landed and since his eyes remained interested rather than lustful, which she'd have expected from a boy his age, she drew her own conclusions. Considering how she'd seen Liam attempt such when he'd been struggling, she thought she most likely had the right of it.