[In her defense, she didn't ask for the specific colors. They just kind of gave it to her for dying! Congratulations for dying, you are now a traffic cone!!!!]

I would not mind that. That sounds splendid. I rather wander lost with company than on my own. Still, I don't think I will quite find where I want to be, unless you can direct me to the closest meteor that is speeding off at a ridiculous speed.