[ Riley almost offers a weak laugh at the thought of her superintendent chasing a piece of trash down the street. Almost. ]

Youuu don't really have to, uhm, you knooow, apologize, we're all just kinda...trying to do our own things. [ What's with him being so responsible? Responsible adults, Riley doesn't know how to deal with them. ] I'm—

[ What's the right thing to say here? What if he saw what Aunamee said? What if... ]

...I'm doing fine. Just, you know. Readjusting. Also from the— the other world, you know. [ Quickly, she asks: ] You, um, you sure you don't want your umbrella back, you're getting really wet.