Well, that's good to know. I'm pretty much the same. Not exactly one for epic witchy battles or crap. [She happily ambles over, leaving the chocolate behind for now. Yes, okay, so now the village market is overrun with ferret spirits, but hey.]

[She flops down next to him like a kitten curling up to a Great Dane and watches him converse with Beep-Beep.]

Good! That's an awesome chassis. Hee hee, she thought you were organic. My hoomin is silly. Can't take her anywhere.

Yes, we do. At least in the 2000s we do. I have no idea what they'll call it even ten years from now, to be honest.