"It's a place to start. Did he make what you're wearing today?" She's not up to rushing, but she can keep up a decent pace. The insane running was long enough ago that she's recovering. "I don't mind a walk, so long as we're not running."

She glances down at the offered hand, and a moment later takes it. Who's comforting who this time? Maybe it doesn't matter. "Should we go out for pizza afterward? I think that's our tradition."