"Oh, you good?"

A slightly gruff voice was spoken in a hush before said voice cleared itself. There stood Shelly as she rubbed her eyes, eyes a little bit droopy as she turned her softened gaze to you with a bit of a smile on her mustache. She reached over to ruffle at your hair, then just giving it a little stroke as she continued.

"It's a little late out here, big feller." She spoke in a relaxed hush.