"Well, 'only two places' or not, I like talking to you anyway." She's so matter of fact when she says that, and equally sincere. Though after she says that, M'gann notices that the light is well fading from the sky; they're not even standing in shadow now, just an ambient evening darkness.

"I should probably get going, though." She has miscreants to punch things to do, after all. But first, M'gann gets her second to last pastry out of the bag. "Here, have one more for the road?"