She laughed as he began to joke with her about being crazy.  She shook her head and settled back into the chair, it was going to be a long night. "Therapy always sucks.  I think that is the point, to make you so miserable you never want to get injured again."  She said with a sigh. "You'll make it though.  Although something tells me this isn't the first time."  She said with a smile.  

She just sat there in silence.  It was hard to believe he was over one hundred years old.  It was going to take her some time to get used to this.  It wasn't something you ran across every day.  What was she doing just sitting here accepting this like it was normal?  Part of her rebelled against the idea, that there was something seriously wrong.  The other part of her brain, well she always had been a little off center, why not just go with it.  

"Do tell.  We have all night, and no new movies."  She said kicking her shoes off and curling up in the chair trying to get more comfortable.  "You might as well share."