[That's so weird. She's been here for six months and barely anything's happened where she's come from. It's hard to wrap her head around it-- knowing it is one thing, but actually coming to grips with it is something else.] Glad to know I'm not missing much, then.

[She takes a moment, then looks Klan up and down. Hang on.] So, is this some sort of half-miclone form? Or the witch messing with you?