"Uh, twelve legs, much more like a crab than a spider, more importantly more like a crab than a lobster or a scorpion, because, big pincer claws."

"I am glad you are not a scorpion."

"I do not have a tail, poisonous or otherwise, or any kind of toxin, tail-delivered or otherwise. I mean. You should probably not try to consume any part of me. But, uh, no, I can't find a way to make having said that not weird, sorry."

Xander glances at Isabella.

"I'll, uh, refrain from facetiously materializing a seafood pick."

"Seriously it would not end well, like, it would probably not end up like the King with a Hundred Hearts but that isn't a very high bar to clear. It could end up worse than the God-Eaters, those are the cannibal immortals. Like, not that I think you were going to try, but like, it's serious enough that I actually did feel like it was a good idea to warn you, I wasn't making a sex joke or anything."

"Yeah, I didn't think you were. We will not eat you."

"Excellent. Uh. We were talking about something else before we got on the subject of how Polythreme is horrifying. You were suggesting I talk about Parabola-based fabrics to see if Isabella could get somewhere with that?" she asks Xander. 

"Yeah, she doesn't care about clothes at all so it's my job to look for ways to jazz her up."

"...Parabola linen is the only one I'm sure of, come to think. Puzzle-damask maybe? I'm not sure. Parabola linen is certainly striking, though."

"Well, how does it look, what would she do to make it?"

"I've heard it described as sunset through fog, and found it apt. It has a soft warm glow. I'm not sure what you mean by the latter question."

"To add something to my outfit I need to know what it looks like and I'm actually not sure I can do that based on a description alone."

"Hmmmm." She nibbles her lip thoughtfully, then scribbles in her notebook for a few minutes. "Lemme see if I can..." Nibble nibble. She frowns, furrowing her brows, then scribbles some more. "Okay, that could work, and then..."

"Hm?"

"Gimme a sec." 

After a few more minutes, she flips to a fresh page, scratches a handful of sigils around the edges, and then smiles with satisfaction. "There." 

She turns the page around to face the twins. A soft bolt of cloth is depicted on the page as though in a photograph, gently peach and glowing, the hue shifting warmer to one end of the bolt, brighter towards the other. 

"Ooh! It's... beautiful but I can't do continuously animated effects, it's been tried."

"It might work if you were copying something, like firefly type stuff works but you can't just be like 'I'mma glow now'."

"I guess that's true, though if it breaks the laws of physics..."

"It definitely breaks the Judgments' laws but honestly I have no idea how those correspond to natural physical laws."

"Does it only come in peach? We'd have to rework her color scheme."

"I thiiiiiink peach is just the color it has undyed and you can dye it? I just wear white silk all the time except when I have to put on a disguise or something, I know less about this than I could."

"It's a good look on you," Xander assures her. "Okay, try it in peach, like a scarf or something, and then you can try adding dye."

She winds up with a pink scarf that doesn't glow. "...yeah, nah. If you really want me to glow we should get me a battery pack and I can do EL wire, Xander."

"Bah."