Well, I'm not a fan of the idea people are gonna think I'm talking to myself, but whatever. If they're not here for weird, they're gonna be disappointed.

[Folding her arms, she rests her elbows on the edge of the pen.] Yeah, yeah, with great power comes even greater pains in the ass. If you've got a message or something, I'm game. [He looks about Will's age, and that's a little upsetting, imagining what could kill a teenager...

Then again, Will's already lived an entire lifetime in the Twilight Kingdom so he's not a model of normalcy, either.

She chuckles softly at his interest in the pumpkins, shaking her head.] No, I'm shit at growing things. Kind of tempted to buy a couple, though. There's something cute about the way they growl. Like a spicy feral kitten.