Clara takes up the offer, giving a sweet 'thank you' as she goes through the door because it's nice to not phase all the time through things. It can get disconcerting at times so it's nice to just breeze on by, admiring the bustle of the city as people passed them by as they headed towards where she thinks her friend is for sure.

"I like to think we have a good relationship, little as it is." She smiles, a bit confused and a little embarrassed to answer such a personal question but she thinks it'll be very rude of her to not answer it. "She, my granddaughter, mostly knows me from stories and pictures my husband and my children told her after I passed away. They were nice stories so I suppose that's why she thinks of me so well."

She hopes that's the case. It is a little strange, her being able to make a connection with someone who doesn't really know her but it works for both of them. "It's a good thing too! She's, er, technically my second one in my time here."