Susan's smile is a little taut. She didn't mean to make him uncomfortable, after all. "I've been workin' on the roof," she tells him, when the silence has stretched out just a little too long. "Lost some tiles a while back, but I never got to it before. Sandin' down the floorboards, too. Guess I can get back to it, now I'm..."

Alive. That's... still harder to say than it should be.