[Real fucking unsettling is the best way to describe it. She was a scientist, but her magic was her weapon. More than a safety blanket, it was a tool that kept her and her friends alive. Forced into a fight that none of them had signed up for so she made herself a force to be reckoned with. Needless to say, she didn't appreciate it being fucked with.

Her mouth presses into a thin line that nearly curls up into a smile, and she crosses her arms.]

Yeah, I like to do a little sightseeing, you know? Have a few timeshares in some other worlds. Summers in Tesseralia are out of this world.

[She's being facetious, running her mouth.]

So this isn't the world that you're from either, right?