I mean, I'm mostly used to it? But... sometimes, yeah. [Sometimes, like when it feels more like her emotions are driving and she's in the backseat. But that... almost never happens anymore. It's fine. She's fine.]

I'm glad you are. I don't actually like worrying, even if I do it a lot. [It's a joke, but only sort of.]

What are you going to do, once you graduate?