"No. Fanciful nonsense. But two miles is not too far. If it comes to the worst, I can dig a hole to sleep in the earth."

Not an option she likes, really, but she is capable of it. Distasteful to rise covered in dirt, filthy as any corpse. She prefers her clean silk-lined coffin, thank you. She gestures with one tiny hand. "Lead the way, Miss Jubilee."