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Violet found herself being suddenly yanked away; her issues with personal space conflicted with shock at what the woman was trying to do, dragging her along even has her reflection whizzed out of control and indiscriminately slashed around. It was hard to be mad at her strongly apologetic tone as she explained what she was doing. It didn't do much to help since he followed straight after her regardless.

"I don't think friend means what you think it means," she said, taking a step back from him. "Why the hell are you following me?" Her attention was drawn by others who intruded on the scene, perhaps more specifically the enormous lava-flowing structure that seemed to have gotten much closer than before. She'd calmed down a little and parts of her reflections had retracted, but it wasn't doing a lot to improve the situation. A sword soared in out of nowhere, aimed straight for the parrot. Violet stumbled back on instinct, noticing that a younger girl had thrown it for some unexplainable reason.

Everyone here is crazy.

"Sorry, but we don't take those kinds of chances here," David shook his head. "When you see something that large and menacing coming toward you, the general reaction is not to wait and see if it's friendly. But if you say that he is, then it might be just what we need to make it through." He turned his head toward Violet and Patraeko. "...but we do have some internal problems that still need to be resolved."