The park is small, and set into a narrow, twisted path she only just stumbled across, making sure to mark every corner and get it set in her mind. It wouldn't do not to be able to get back. Trees shade it from every side, raised roots nudged into growing into benches - it's one of these Martine helps Alessa onto, with a small, encouraging smile.
"There. Is this better?" She asks, settling down next to her.