Melanie reaches out and takes the arm, adjusting her grip on her own cane—which she definitely isn't holding or using quite right, she really is winging this—so she can keep getting used to the feeling of checking the path ahead.

"That does sound pretty good right about now. And it's free, right? Which is cool, of them." The last thing she needs right now is to be worrying about money on top of everything else. "This is all— it's all rather a lot, isn't it? The whole dying and ending up here thing. I thought I knew what a lot was already, but hoo boy."