Mention of being a Robin makes her smile at once, easiest way to cheer her up in the world. "Mmmm, I think I like your animal comparison better," she says as she leaves her crutches and scoots over so that she's pressed next to Cass with her legs hanging over the side. Below them the lights of New York spread out before them a sea of lights. "Definitely a Robin. Fat Shetland pony phase was when I was pregnant."