There's a grateful sigh of relief when Verity takes her hand. She had half expected to be shot down, but getting confirmation that things are on the mend is nice.

She shakes her head. The armor makes it difficult to sit in her tree (yes, it's hers now, shut up), so she's taken to wearing clothes she got for the heist when her intention is to sit there for a few hours. "These are still clothes from..." It's hard to finish that sentence, but she'll make a gesture to Verity with her free hand to emphasize her point. "I suspect these clothes won't last as long as I'd like, though, and I'll have to replace them again at some point. I admit, I've grown rather fond of these... jeans, was it? They're very comfortable, and they move surprisingly well with me."

The mention of pizza gets an excited face from Amelia. She'd forgotten all about it. "That sounds lovely. Can we try a new kind of pizza this time? One with new ingredients?" Apparently her stress levels have gone down if she's speaking so excitedly about food.