"Eh, just wondering. Nothing you need to worry about," Hayley replied with a bemused grin as she took a bite out of her meatball sandwich, her eyes on the skies above. Pointing at a different cloud, she said to Isaac, "I think that one looks like a ship, sailing on the wavy sea of white ocean." Her steely blue eyes drifted back to the man beside her, a friendly glint shining in them. "I normally look at the clouds and let my mind run wild. That's how I de-stress myself after a violent day's work. Not exactly an image you'd find within the fight circuit, so I was just curious if I'm just being too imaginative. I hope it doesn't freak you out."