"...John." [i]Adela's voice rang out from the depths of her helmet, while the remainder of her facial features were hidden away by her visor. She placed her gloved hand upon her waist as she stared up at JT, a smile underneath her caged helmet and visor as once more, she spoke to the cowboy and friend. [/i] "Certainly been a bit, at least...it's felt like it. I suppose that you received the message that I had sent to you, seeing if you were alive still and if you wanted anything.. I suppose we're here on business terms? Or we're socializing?"