"I like to have knots to untangle," Susan admits. "Whether they be within my self or within the world around me. I like how once the threads are straightened, the logic beneath them is clear." Another wry twist of her lips. "I did not expect to discover the particular knots that I have this week, but I have considered your counsel. Focusing on a fragment at a time is... good." She doesn't want to get bogged down by this today, though; it's been a good day so far, so she looks out across the sun on the grass and adds, "I say. Do you fancy a picnic?"