She returned the handshake, one of surprising strength, despite a small and rather fragile stature. "Well, it's the safest place I know of, at least." She sighed, somewhat dissapointed by the response given. As for the question about herself, she looked at her boots, firmly implanted in the snow. "That's somewhat of a long story. I'm not here to cry, or relapse, regardless. I'd... rather not speak of it, if possible. No particularly interesting of a story, regardless..." She seemed to ramble off, whispering incomprehensibly under her breath, eyes dilating and staring off into space.