Her face is hot and she knows she likely just turned a truly outstanding shade of red. She looks away trying hard not to get tongue-tied.

"I'm just ducky- I mean- Lucky! I'm... Just lucky. That's all." She winces at the stumble, berating herself internally. A subject change was absolutely necessary, but what was there to talk about besides the obviously bizarre carnival they'd both found themselves in?

"...You're the first familiar face I've seen here. I was starting to think I was dreaming."