Her head bobs emphatically. It is an idyllic place. Not a perfect place, not an entirely flawless place, but certainly the only place she'd heard of yet that felt entirely right to live in.

Admittedly, she was a flawed sample.

The quirk of her smile is appropriately childish, certainly pleased. "It might be dangerous. You could probably throw me into the shallows of the stratosphere without second thought."