"So you're from the world that broke Jane, right? With the therapist-Bell?"
"I have a really, really hard time imagining Bella as a therapist, but maybe that's just my one."
"My Bella kind of spent a while having problems that were best solved by blunt force trauma."
"Sometimes. One time a magical construct thing stomped on her and she was in the hospital for a while."
"She almost died. She would've done if Amariah hadn't put protective spells on her. Usually when Slayers get hurt they pretty much pop right back up or they're dead. I mean, then she actually did die, but I didn't find out about that until she was already back up walking around from Downside."
"I guess that's better than nothing? Unless it isn't because people take stupid risks? Also, is there some obvious way to pronounce your name that I'm missing?"
He alters his illusory nametag again, glowing briefly with the sunny divine light of his aura. Now it reads: Hi! I'm a Joker from Materia and my name is (the smear of colour that produces it when read) but you can call me Celo, and on the next line Yes, I'm naked, and on the line after that Yes, on purpose.
It is in fact getting kind of long.
(Soph is wearing even more brightly colored plastic jewelry than usual today.)
"Yanno, I have never had to worry about whether something was technically blasphemy? Like, I try not to offend my religious friends and stuff, but the details of theology have never come up."