[ If she was in a world where she had a high school yearbook, that'd be her senior quote, for sure.

She can't tell whether he's faking it or not, nor does she care, so Alice just kneels down next to him and starts poking him in the side. Y'know, 'cause that's a smart thing to do after getting someone to fall off a treadmill. ]

Hey, you're not dead, are you? I sure hope not, I don't think I could carry you around without injuring my petite frame.