"People believe witches when we say we're five hundred. Everyone would just have to get used to it."
"So don't die before I have the spell developed, I guess. Do you want movies from Chamomile or would you rather get them from Medallion without daemons?"
"Hmm. Medallion, I might take a few from Chamomile out of curiosity, though."
"What are movies without daemons like?" muses Cypress. "I don't even know how you'd get rid of them, they seem so integral to - how the stories are told."
"You have gone so native. We can get Phix and Max to bring us movies too, if you want, I'm curious too now you mention it."
"I have gone so very native," he laughs. "Are you complaining? Should I try to return to my roots, reclaim my lost culture?"
"Nooooo," giggles Ice, hugging him while Path wraps his wings around Vern likewise.
Vern nuzzles Path, delighted.
"So are you two... All better now?"
"You seem to keep thinking that just because you're my sister, you're allowed to dictate what happens in my life."
Zeviana pokes Prime in the chest. "And that means you don't have any more excuses to stop treating me like your sister."