[ anna's laughter is a welcome reprieve, both for the human and the witch; there is a smile within the both of them, and while one is a great sight kinder - a great sight more innocent - they are both real nonetheless. ]

Of course I can't feel her, you lunkhead! Unlike you, I don't make a habit of taking unknown substances from strangers. [ she's given out too many of them to fall victim herself, after all. ] But... I do understand, of course. It's easy to fall into that sort of trap, isn't it? A trap of self-victimization, self-made and all the more ruthless for it.

[ she rolls to her side, looking anna head-on. her eyes glow red - the mark of a witch. ]

I won't promise to have your best interests in mind. But I've no interest in lying to you, either. If you ask me questions, I won't lie. [ a sardonic chuckle. ] Though you might prefer it, I imagine.