"She will probably do that, aye," she said in agreement. "But ye might miss her if ye blink." She grinned, "Ye're not very observant when it comes to the lasses mooning over ye." She was clearly teasing. And then she gave a great yawn and rolled to her side. Her expression softened and grew a little more serious, and she said softly, "I love ye, Pony. I'm glad to be home again." Whatever that meant. She reached out and squeezed a hand before snuggling into her pillow.