(She gives Cisco a funny look through his vegetable metaphor, mouth scrunched up a little like she's trying not to laugh. Usually she'd just go ahead but she can understand that in his current state he probably doesn't want to be giggled at.

Thankfully, the urge to laugh dissipates real quick the moment he mentions still being around Quarantine next year.)

Stop, (she sighs, brow furrowing as she pushes her glasses up her nose and gives her eyes an exasperated rub,) that's the last thing I want to think about right now. I mean, yeah, if I am I'll help for sure but... Istus help me if I'm still here come another year. By that point I'll be absolutely stir-crazy.

(She's already been getting a little wigged out by how comfortable she's become here and this really isn't helping.)