Kitty looked surprised at the suggestion, but grinned and nodded laughing a little, "Yeah, I'd like that. We can blame it on the foxes." She didn't know if Ruth was sincere, but all she could do was respond as if she was.

She nodded slightly. "Oh yeah. It isn't just the being unable ta move as I want. I hate bein so god damned useless. I want to help on the farm, and just do things. But I'll be back to myself in no time. Well, mostly anyway." She'd opened the door for Ruth and told her where the kitchen was since it seemed she wanted to come inside as well.

"Uriel did most of the decoratin, he's got an eye for it better'n me." She said as she walked in to the kitchen and sat the basket down on the dining room table. A large beast came bounding for her and she acked, pushing him down. "How'd you get in here?" She grabbed the hound by his collar and winced as she guided him to the door and the dog gave a cheerful baying howl before running out to join the others. She looked back embarrassed. "Sorry they aren't supposed ta be in the house." She sighed and went to get her own lemonade.

She watched the woman leaning back and rose her brow before chuckling. "The chairs are perfectly fine, I swear." She took one and sat down leaning back to slowly rock as she sipped her lemonade.