The wave caused Echo to lift her hand as a reflex action, and she considered getting closer. She was slowly becoming more adept at interacting with people, and while her shell hadn't fallen completely away, it was cracked in more than a few places. Besides, she thought she recognized the blonde.

The hybrid's shoes made gritting noises as she crossed the yard, and when she reached the mailbox she checked it out of habit. Empty. There was the faintest scent of flowers on the breeze.

"You must have just moved in," she said as she studied the other woman. "This place is so tiny I think I've run int everyone who lives here at least twice."