Hmmm! Anyway, I been painting my parents house lately and its so nice I love painting houses. (<- can only go on the 1st story ladder before becoming too shaky out of fear to paint, hates the prep work, and really probably only enjoys it because I've been listening to the Murderbot books while I do it and I really love them.)

Casey continues backing up toward the exit past some wall mirrors but the woman keeps closing the distance, Casey stutters out a nervous, "O-obvious? Wh-?" Before stating, "I'm not doing anything." The woman waves him off, "Sure, sure." and continues on like he didn't say anything, "But I know you can’t keep it up on your own, not after willow broke what was left of my mine…" She grins and claps her hands suddenly, "So! This charm is to help you, with it you can go back to your quaint little life, no one will even know." Referring to the necklace clenched in Casey's fist. "And don't worry, you'll only be without the little angel for a short while, I’ll return her when I’m done." She explains. This does not reassure Casey in the slightest, "Wait- Done? With what?" "Don't worry about that, don't worry about anything, I have it all taken care of." She says in a cloying manner, "Just put on that necklace and go home." Casey grips his head in confusion stuttering, "I don't need- No? Why would- I-" He at her and finally asks, "...Who are you?"