"Upstairs." She answered, worried what he wanted to talk about. She motioned to the ramp, which had actual stairs to the side. Her chair's motor whirred as she made her way up the ramp. "I'm doing alright. My mom kinda freaked when she heard what happened, she wants me to transfer, but my dad says it takes bravery to cause change. 'The winds of change are rarely kind, and never subtle.'" She quoted her father mechanically, rolling her eyes slightly. "How are you doing?" She asked as she got the to door of her room. She knew he must be nervous, and she wanted to assure him she hadn't told anyone, but was worried that it would come out as more insulting than reassuring.