"So what were you? Centaur? Wizard? Oh, did you turn into one of the dwarves who live with the pretty princess in the middle of the woods?" she asks, trying for a joke even though she doesn't feel like anything in particularly funny. Most of the time she's not even sure things with Caden are okay or if he wants something more from her.

"Maybe a fairy godmother?" she asks, looking him up and down. "I think you'd made a good fairy godmother."

She was nothing but herself. An extreme, twisted version of the person she is already.