[she doesn't have to wish very hard to get him talking to a second head, really. or even clack her shoes together.

Thank god there's coffee to have him waste his mouth on instead of talking. 'Was that normal for us' that's such a-- he doesn't know what to think of that, and for a second Badou Nails is blank.

When the cogs start working:]

I guess? We didn't hold hands or nothing but, I dunno? Friends do that? Most of me and my friends kicked each other's asses so...and nah, its alright. None of this is exactly expected.