That would suck. She has enough to deal with. Everything from monkeys to self-appointed deities to backwoods trash to... leave her alone! She's in her Autumnal Equinogs. Let her sip the last of the very solace she has earned before she fades into the abyss as we all must do.

Or, we could just keep shooting the shit until we go tits up. Whatever.

Hey... you gonna finish that? I'll take it. I ain't proud.