If there's anyone word she'll take right now, it's his. Ginia nods and clasps the necklace around her neck. The ring hangs low on her chest too and she tucks it into her shirt for security. She unrolls the sleeves, huffing at how much they flop past her hands. Whenever she hit her growth spurt, it certainly wasn't now. Grabbing her jacket, she throws it around her shoulders, ready to raise it over her head once they're outside.

"Lead the way."