There was no spark at the touch, and she'd only half expected there to be, but it was definitely warm, and she wasn't sure if that was just him or if it was the connection that they were both mostly ignoring.

"Made friends with a raccoon once, when I was about six." She shrugged, "Summer camping trip, just lucky I didn't get bit, and probably a good thing somebody noticed before I actually managed to lure it into the tent, that would have been a disaster. Pretty sure that was the same trip when I almost drowned in a pond that was a lot deeper than it looked."

There were certainly some mishaps during training with the wingpacks, and misadventures after she'd learned them, but they were discussing how she'd managed to make it to double digits, not her teenage recklessness, and certainly not her college-age shenanigans, though there hadn't been as many of those, given that she'd signed up with the EXO program after only a single semester of college, drawn in both by her reckless, curious streak, and the offer to pay for the rest of her college education.