"Uh... I am healthy. Sam has us regularly checked. Something to put on me?" Her eyes went big at that, despite the upils being slits, and then she blushed "Oh..." She had a slight cuban accent, if Callie remembered correctly. They entered the mall - open roof style - and Cherry scrunched her nose while pondering the question during the time their spam filters were working overtime dealing with all the ads. "Ah... naughty?" She cocked her head sideways, and there was a slight hesitation in her voice, asking more than answering. Syn snorted at the sight.<em>No alpha, that.</em><br/><br/>Around them shoppers, many of them students, milled around, often talking to the air - to AR windows only they saw. Callie spotted a few deceptively slacking figures too - pickpockets, or worse, looking for a mark.