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Entry tags:
[Harriet/LeiLei] - You've changed
Who:
Harriet
Lei Wan
When: Thursday, 6/16
Where: Harriet's house
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: None
In which LeiLei gets angry at Harriet for being a weirdo with her magical superbrain and then arranges for an ADVENTURE!!
Battleflower with Leilei!
Gone were the weirdness and jitters about how to corral a guest correctly through her house and ensure that LeiLei was properly entertained and awkward pauses were avoided at all costs. It was still POSSIBLE for Harriet to obsess over all that, but why bother when there was so much else to think about? Some of it fretful -- wars and danger and doom that were now to be MANAGED AND AVERTED rather than accepted and bemoaned. How to avert them? She had plans to concoct and potions to brew, but Khshathras that were all work and no play probably blew things up in the lab so it was okay to take breaks!! Probably?
Also she needed some time for the more fanciful things she was thinking about. Secret project in the garage, mua ha ha, plus home-brewing beer for Lera and a pile of new books to read and probably like 14 instruments in her closet she hadn't learned yet. There was music to be made! Stuff to be built!
So why were they watching this (ADMITTEDLY AWESOME) anime she'd seen like forty times already? If anything could be considered a waste of time, this was it.
They should at least be MAKING an anime or something, if they were going to have anime night.
Constant shifts in position on the couch had provided ample evidence of her impatience since they'd switched on the episode. Now, she scooped up the remote and hit fast forward.
"This episode is actually really boring, I can just tell you what happens in the first half."
"Hey!" she protested, as soon as the fast forwarding started. She lunged for the remote, intent on taking it back and reversing the damage. "I was watching that!"
She'd been excited about today. Watching anime with Harriet--Harriet's favourite anime, even! It was just like old times, before that whole incident at FCU, before Harriet had changed. She'd hoped, maybe, they could just enjoy a day together like they had before, without Harriet being weird.
She'd noticed the antsiness with some trepidation, tried to ignore it, but this--this was not something old-Harriet would have done, and it left her more annoyed than she might normally have been by such an action.
Harriet surrendered the remote with a sigh, slumping back against the couch.
"It just feels like we're not doing anything," she grumbled.
She jabbed the rewind button, and then pause when it got back to the place it had been before Harriet's interruption. "We are hanging out and having fun," she replied, forcefully. "Like regular friends who do regular things together."
Okay so maybe in the storm of things Harriet had been thinking about in place of her usual neurotic obsessions, LeiLei's feelings might not have gotten a... ton... of precedence. She knew LeiLei was still rattled by the bombing, but not really how one went about managing that kind of thing, beyond an 'are you okay' here and there.
Was this weird tension? It felt like weird tension.
"Is regularness a thing we're trying to cultivate at the moment, because if so I was not informed."
She slapped the remote down on the cushions between them. "You've been weird ever since you became a guild leader! And it's not a good kind of weird, it's a scary kind of weird, so yes, I was hoping we could have a normal, regular kind of day for once instead of your nutty superbrain weirdness."
Wait, what?
What!?
She whipped her face from the screen to stare at LeiLei, baffled, and maybe a little hurt, though it came out more indignant than anything else.
"You don't like new Harriet?"
It was such an obvious improvement to her in every way that it had never even occurred to her that somebody might not like it.
"Maybe if she'd stop shoving the fact that she isn't old Harriet in my face, I could like her a little better!" she said, her voice raising.
"I've been excited! I was really dysfunctional and now I feel awesome and like I can actually do things in the world other than produce crappy fanart! How was I supposed to know that constituted shoving?" A grimace accompanied her words, since she couldn't even believe what she was hearing.
Had LeiLei been stewing about this all along?
"I thought I was more fun now."
"No, you just do more."
She folded her arms with a huff, glaring at the TV, paused on the image of a building overgrown with thorns. Was it weird to prefer the grumpy, cynical Harriet who hated doing anything? But at least that Harriet gave people some breathing room, instead of being a whirlwind of activity all the time.
"Well excuse me for not being miserable," Harriet grumped, sinking deeper into the couch as she glowered out the window beside the screen. A moment's silence was all LeiLei got before Harriet had switched gears, though. She popped up and turned back, intent.
"What's even happening here, are you saying chill out a little and watch some anime and everything's fine, or that you don't want to be around me anymore because I'm weird? I can't take this thing back, you know," She tapped the side of her head for emphasis. "And I wouldn't want to if I could!"
She flung her arms out, turning on Harriet again. "I'm saying chill out a little! You're like a hurricane, or--or something! I know you're excited about being able to do stuff now, but can't you just calm down for five minutes to spend some time with your friends?"
"Sure! Probably. You don't have to ask all angry-like."
Man, Harriet wasn't even used to having arguments in person. You were definitely supposed to have arguments over the internet, this was just wrong somehow.
"Well you didn't need to decide the show was boring when I was trying to watch it," she shot back, snapping up the remote again. She hit play and slumped against the back of the couch, arms folded, with the remote in her lap now so she could intercept if Harriet tried to grab it again.
Conversation over, in her book. They were watching Battleflower now, end of story.
Harriet sighed, more over LeiLei's attitude than having to watch the show.
Given that the world was now SUPER FASCINATING to her, she definitely ought to be able to find interesting and entertaining things about the episode, even if she had watched it a billion times already.And she did! Details and cool touches she hadn't noticed before. Problem was, she wanted to gab about them...
"So is talking allowed or does quality time with friends also require silence?"
She relaxed by degrees as the show went on without Harriet interfering. This was better. She was just going to ignore that the argument had ever happened and things would be fine.
At the question, she glanced toward Harriet. Talking during a show was totally fine and totally normal, but, "Just don't talk over the characters," she said.
Yes! Talking authorized!
"Okay so is it just me or does it make no sense at all that the underground refugee city of people hiding from the Thorn Kingdom is like, right the fuck at the base of the Thorn Kingdom's fortress? If you were going to make a secret city to hide from your evil plant overlords isn't it the last place you'd" -- oops, character dialogue.
"...Put it?"
She glanced toward Harriet when she started talking, but kept most of her attention on the screen. That was better, it felt a little bit more like Harriet, picking apart the things she didn't like about something. Maybe it was strange that she'd never noticed this before, given how many times she'd watched the series--but then again, magic superbrain, so maybe it wasn't strange at all.
LeiLei hadn't even noticed this problem. The show had sold her on it too well. She waited for a break in the dialogue to answer. "Maybe they did it because that's the last place anyone would look."
Old Harriet probably would have grumped about how NO, it's just a DUMB MISTAKE that is marring the awesomeness of a show she expected SO MUCH MORE FROM.
New Harriet found herself willing to contemplate the possibility.
"Hey, maybe. It would still be nice if somebody acknowledged that when the villains finally find it, though."
...In two episodes from now.
"Sorry, spoiler."
THANKS A LOT, HARRIET. She folded her arms and gave Harriet a withering glance out of the corner of her eye, before turning back to the screen to keep watching.
Really, though, you couldn't have a secret refuge and not have it get discovered, that was boring. But still!
She couldn't even be mad about that. Old Harriet would've carelessly spoiled things like that too.
Yeah, Old Harriet had pretty much told LeiLei half the ending in her pitch to get her to watch the show in the first place. Hopefully LeiLei had forgotten it in the meantime...
The dirty look had little effect. Harriet was busy contemplating whether maybe she could just come up with something to quietly occupy herself with while she watched. Surely that would be within the bounds of appropriate friendship behavior? She could draw pictures. Or teach herself to animate! She had totally always wanted to do that before she was super... man between finals and frog potions and scorpion battles she'd hardly had time to do ANYTHING cool yet.
"Oh! Did I tell you I crashed my mom's car?"
Yes, anything quiet to occupy her hands would've been perfectly fine. But that wasn't what Harriet picked. Harriet picked a conversation starter that absolutely did not allow for snatches of conversation in between on-screen dialogue.
LeiLei's eyebrows rose. She snatched up the remote to hit pause and spun to face Harriet. "What!"
"Yeah, there was a giant fucking scorpion in the road and Lera -- do you know Lera? -- accidentally shot herself and couldn't fight it off so I rammed it! She's fine now but the car is all fucked up and I'm going to use it for mad science."
Very little breathing during that story delivery.
Lera, the name was familiar... It took a second, but her eyes widened in realization when it hit her. "Oh! I met a redhead lady named Lera on the field trip, is that her?"
With the reassurance that everyone had gotten out okay, that meant LeiLei was 0% concerned and 100% impressed. "That's amazing! What are you gonna do with the car?"
omg so glad you asked!!!
Technically this was Harriet's SECRET plan but what the fuck good was a secret if you couldn't tell it to (your best fr...?) the first person who asked?
"I'm going to turn it into a ROBOT." Pause for dramatic effect. "Well, construct, but robot sounds more exciting. I haven't got enough raw materials yet, though. Minivans are pretty big, you don't notice that about them until you wreck them and want to turn them into robo-pets."
Her face lit up. Robo-car! She dimmed a bit--just a bit--at the construct clarification. She didn't know very much about constructs. That was alchemist stuff and she'd only played a mage.
"What kind of stuff do you need? Maybe I can help." She would basically be contributing to the zombie resurrection of a car, which was pretty cool.
"The most important thing I need is a nice quality earth catalyst so I can build a power core! Then lots of metal to rebuild the body that got all crunched up and the right tools to work with all that stuff. The good part is the car is mostly already a car, so it just needs to be hooked up to a core and then the core needs to be programmed so it knows how to be a car. And maybe to also be kind of like a dog because that seems like fun."
See, LeiLei? Harriet is totally more fun now. Do you not see how this is fun?
"And I think I can just buy all that stuff but I mean basically long story short is I need a summer job."
Probably not at the movie theatre this year.
Sure, this was fun, but she didn't want it to be this all the time was all. She listened intently to Harriet's rambling--a zombie robot dogcar did sound awesome.
But that...wasn't quite how she'd expected Harriet to end it. She leaned back, like a reed in the wind, staring at Harriet a little incredulously. What about the adventure? Maybe going to a junkyard and stealing scrap metal, that sounded awesome! What kind of alchemist guild leader got a summer job to afford components?
"Can you even find anybody who'll hire you now?" she asked, dubiously. The city didn't seem to be in the best state at the moment...
"Not like flipping burgers, something Bastantown." Unfortunately, despite the fact that Harriet was better at coming up with ideas now, that didn't mean she necessarily always spent long enough thinking about anything to find the BEST idea.
Taking odd alchemy jobs in mini-fantasyland did sound fun, and would probably work. Done and done.
"Ohh." Hm, that sounded like it had marginally more prospects. She tapped her chin, considering. Harriet thought she was more fun now and her answer was to get a job? Gosh, she needed to learn how to think creatively.
"What iiif," she said, looking sidelong at Harriet, "instead of that, you snuck into a junkyard and stole what you needed instead? That sounds way more exciting."
Listen, Harriet was never known for her extensive knowledge or experience with rulebreaking. Convenient bonus of never doing anything: Never getting in trouble.
But skipping school and lying about it had been fun. Breaking into a junkyard and stealing garbage sounded SUPER fun: all the exciting awesomeness of misbehavior combined with the extra benefit of not actually having to do anything that harmed anyone or feel particularly guilty about it.
Wait, was taking stuff from junkyards even illegal? If so, how come?
"Gosh, stealing. Stealing would be exciting!"
"Yeah!" LeiLei bounced, leaning forward with her hands on her thighs. "I'll go with you, it'll be great!" Maybe...maybe they'd even get to see a ghost?!
Breaking into a junkyard was a lot like sneaking into an abandoned place to ghosthunt, so she felt pretty confident about being able to handle a mission like this. No bombs to worry about, either...
"Okay, it's a plan!"
Although to be honest she was still very confused about why junkyard thievery was cool partytime when LeiLei had totally just finished telling her that she was being exhausting with all her weirdness and science.
Go figure other humans. Had she actually gotten worse at understanding them since getting the godbrain, or had she just never given enough shits before to realize how awful she was at it?
Hmm, actually she had been kind of comfy with being awful at it and not given enough shits to try to fix it, more like.
Because junkyard thievery wasn't weirdness and science! It was adventure, and LeiLei was all about adventure!
"Tonight?" she asked, expression bright. Her mom probably wouldn't let her stay the night on such short notice, but she could always sneak out. Mom would flip, but what else was new?
Perhaps someday LeiLei could explain the distinction. Until then it would remain a ~mystery~.
"Tonight's good!" Shiny eyes. Madcap grin. Just made plans at the drop of a hat.
Yep this was a new Harriet all right.
She grinned, excited but not quite as madcap as Harriet and more childish enthusiasm. "Let me see your computer, we should look up where the junkyards are in town."
Forget Battleflower, man. This was way more pressing.
Harriet
Lei Wan
When: Thursday, 6/16
Where: Harriet's house
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: None
In which LeiLei gets angry at Harriet for being a weirdo with her magical superbrain and then arranges for an ADVENTURE!!
Battleflower with Leilei!
Gone were the weirdness and jitters about how to corral a guest correctly through her house and ensure that LeiLei was properly entertained and awkward pauses were avoided at all costs. It was still POSSIBLE for Harriet to obsess over all that, but why bother when there was so much else to think about? Some of it fretful -- wars and danger and doom that were now to be MANAGED AND AVERTED rather than accepted and bemoaned. How to avert them? She had plans to concoct and potions to brew, but Khshathras that were all work and no play probably blew things up in the lab so it was okay to take breaks!! Probably?
Also she needed some time for the more fanciful things she was thinking about. Secret project in the garage, mua ha ha, plus home-brewing beer for Lera and a pile of new books to read and probably like 14 instruments in her closet she hadn't learned yet. There was music to be made! Stuff to be built!
So why were they watching this (ADMITTEDLY AWESOME) anime she'd seen like forty times already? If anything could be considered a waste of time, this was it.
They should at least be MAKING an anime or something, if they were going to have anime night.
Constant shifts in position on the couch had provided ample evidence of her impatience since they'd switched on the episode. Now, she scooped up the remote and hit fast forward.
"This episode is actually really boring, I can just tell you what happens in the first half."
"Hey!" she protested, as soon as the fast forwarding started. She lunged for the remote, intent on taking it back and reversing the damage. "I was watching that!"
She'd been excited about today. Watching anime with Harriet--Harriet's favourite anime, even! It was just like old times, before that whole incident at FCU, before Harriet had changed. She'd hoped, maybe, they could just enjoy a day together like they had before, without Harriet being weird.
She'd noticed the antsiness with some trepidation, tried to ignore it, but this--this was not something old-Harriet would have done, and it left her more annoyed than she might normally have been by such an action.
Harriet surrendered the remote with a sigh, slumping back against the couch.
"It just feels like we're not doing anything," she grumbled.
She jabbed the rewind button, and then pause when it got back to the place it had been before Harriet's interruption. "We are hanging out and having fun," she replied, forcefully. "Like regular friends who do regular things together."
Okay so maybe in the storm of things Harriet had been thinking about in place of her usual neurotic obsessions, LeiLei's feelings might not have gotten a... ton... of precedence. She knew LeiLei was still rattled by the bombing, but not really how one went about managing that kind of thing, beyond an 'are you okay' here and there.
Was this weird tension? It felt like weird tension.
"Is regularness a thing we're trying to cultivate at the moment, because if so I was not informed."
She slapped the remote down on the cushions between them. "You've been weird ever since you became a guild leader! And it's not a good kind of weird, it's a scary kind of weird, so yes, I was hoping we could have a normal, regular kind of day for once instead of your nutty superbrain weirdness."
Wait, what?
What!?
She whipped her face from the screen to stare at LeiLei, baffled, and maybe a little hurt, though it came out more indignant than anything else.
"You don't like new Harriet?"
It was such an obvious improvement to her in every way that it had never even occurred to her that somebody might not like it.
"Maybe if she'd stop shoving the fact that she isn't old Harriet in my face, I could like her a little better!" she said, her voice raising.
"I've been excited! I was really dysfunctional and now I feel awesome and like I can actually do things in the world other than produce crappy fanart! How was I supposed to know that constituted shoving?" A grimace accompanied her words, since she couldn't even believe what she was hearing.
Had LeiLei been stewing about this all along?
"I thought I was more fun now."
"No, you just do more."
She folded her arms with a huff, glaring at the TV, paused on the image of a building overgrown with thorns. Was it weird to prefer the grumpy, cynical Harriet who hated doing anything? But at least that Harriet gave people some breathing room, instead of being a whirlwind of activity all the time.
"Well excuse me for not being miserable," Harriet grumped, sinking deeper into the couch as she glowered out the window beside the screen. A moment's silence was all LeiLei got before Harriet had switched gears, though. She popped up and turned back, intent.
"What's even happening here, are you saying chill out a little and watch some anime and everything's fine, or that you don't want to be around me anymore because I'm weird? I can't take this thing back, you know," She tapped the side of her head for emphasis. "And I wouldn't want to if I could!"
She flung her arms out, turning on Harriet again. "I'm saying chill out a little! You're like a hurricane, or--or something! I know you're excited about being able to do stuff now, but can't you just calm down for five minutes to spend some time with your friends?"
"Sure! Probably. You don't have to ask all angry-like."
Man, Harriet wasn't even used to having arguments in person. You were definitely supposed to have arguments over the internet, this was just wrong somehow.
"Well you didn't need to decide the show was boring when I was trying to watch it," she shot back, snapping up the remote again. She hit play and slumped against the back of the couch, arms folded, with the remote in her lap now so she could intercept if Harriet tried to grab it again.
Conversation over, in her book. They were watching Battleflower now, end of story.
Harriet sighed, more over LeiLei's attitude than having to watch the show.
Given that the world was now SUPER FASCINATING to her, she definitely ought to be able to find interesting and entertaining things about the episode, even if she had watched it a billion times already.And she did! Details and cool touches she hadn't noticed before. Problem was, she wanted to gab about them...
"So is talking allowed or does quality time with friends also require silence?"
She relaxed by degrees as the show went on without Harriet interfering. This was better. She was just going to ignore that the argument had ever happened and things would be fine.
At the question, she glanced toward Harriet. Talking during a show was totally fine and totally normal, but, "Just don't talk over the characters," she said.
Yes! Talking authorized!
"Okay so is it just me or does it make no sense at all that the underground refugee city of people hiding from the Thorn Kingdom is like, right the fuck at the base of the Thorn Kingdom's fortress? If you were going to make a secret city to hide from your evil plant overlords isn't it the last place you'd" -- oops, character dialogue.
"...Put it?"
She glanced toward Harriet when she started talking, but kept most of her attention on the screen. That was better, it felt a little bit more like Harriet, picking apart the things she didn't like about something. Maybe it was strange that she'd never noticed this before, given how many times she'd watched the series--but then again, magic superbrain, so maybe it wasn't strange at all.
LeiLei hadn't even noticed this problem. The show had sold her on it too well. She waited for a break in the dialogue to answer. "Maybe they did it because that's the last place anyone would look."
Old Harriet probably would have grumped about how NO, it's just a DUMB MISTAKE that is marring the awesomeness of a show she expected SO MUCH MORE FROM.
New Harriet found herself willing to contemplate the possibility.
"Hey, maybe. It would still be nice if somebody acknowledged that when the villains finally find it, though."
...In two episodes from now.
"Sorry, spoiler."
THANKS A LOT, HARRIET. She folded her arms and gave Harriet a withering glance out of the corner of her eye, before turning back to the screen to keep watching.
Really, though, you couldn't have a secret refuge and not have it get discovered, that was boring. But still!
She couldn't even be mad about that. Old Harriet would've carelessly spoiled things like that too.
Yeah, Old Harriet had pretty much told LeiLei half the ending in her pitch to get her to watch the show in the first place. Hopefully LeiLei had forgotten it in the meantime...
The dirty look had little effect. Harriet was busy contemplating whether maybe she could just come up with something to quietly occupy herself with while she watched. Surely that would be within the bounds of appropriate friendship behavior? She could draw pictures. Or teach herself to animate! She had totally always wanted to do that before she was super... man between finals and frog potions and scorpion battles she'd hardly had time to do ANYTHING cool yet.
"Oh! Did I tell you I crashed my mom's car?"
Yes, anything quiet to occupy her hands would've been perfectly fine. But that wasn't what Harriet picked. Harriet picked a conversation starter that absolutely did not allow for snatches of conversation in between on-screen dialogue.
LeiLei's eyebrows rose. She snatched up the remote to hit pause and spun to face Harriet. "What!"
"Yeah, there was a giant fucking scorpion in the road and Lera -- do you know Lera? -- accidentally shot herself and couldn't fight it off so I rammed it! She's fine now but the car is all fucked up and I'm going to use it for mad science."
Very little breathing during that story delivery.
Lera, the name was familiar... It took a second, but her eyes widened in realization when it hit her. "Oh! I met a redhead lady named Lera on the field trip, is that her?"
With the reassurance that everyone had gotten out okay, that meant LeiLei was 0% concerned and 100% impressed. "That's amazing! What are you gonna do with the car?"
omg so glad you asked!!!
Technically this was Harriet's SECRET plan but what the fuck good was a secret if you couldn't tell it to (your best fr...?) the first person who asked?
"I'm going to turn it into a ROBOT." Pause for dramatic effect. "Well, construct, but robot sounds more exciting. I haven't got enough raw materials yet, though. Minivans are pretty big, you don't notice that about them until you wreck them and want to turn them into robo-pets."
Her face lit up. Robo-car! She dimmed a bit--just a bit--at the construct clarification. She didn't know very much about constructs. That was alchemist stuff and she'd only played a mage.
"What kind of stuff do you need? Maybe I can help." She would basically be contributing to the zombie resurrection of a car, which was pretty cool.
"The most important thing I need is a nice quality earth catalyst so I can build a power core! Then lots of metal to rebuild the body that got all crunched up and the right tools to work with all that stuff. The good part is the car is mostly already a car, so it just needs to be hooked up to a core and then the core needs to be programmed so it knows how to be a car. And maybe to also be kind of like a dog because that seems like fun."
See, LeiLei? Harriet is totally more fun now. Do you not see how this is fun?
"And I think I can just buy all that stuff but I mean basically long story short is I need a summer job."
Probably not at the movie theatre this year.
Sure, this was fun, but she didn't want it to be this all the time was all. She listened intently to Harriet's rambling--a zombie robot dogcar did sound awesome.
But that...wasn't quite how she'd expected Harriet to end it. She leaned back, like a reed in the wind, staring at Harriet a little incredulously. What about the adventure? Maybe going to a junkyard and stealing scrap metal, that sounded awesome! What kind of alchemist guild leader got a summer job to afford components?
"Can you even find anybody who'll hire you now?" she asked, dubiously. The city didn't seem to be in the best state at the moment...
"Not like flipping burgers, something Bastantown." Unfortunately, despite the fact that Harriet was better at coming up with ideas now, that didn't mean she necessarily always spent long enough thinking about anything to find the BEST idea.
Taking odd alchemy jobs in mini-fantasyland did sound fun, and would probably work. Done and done.
"Ohh." Hm, that sounded like it had marginally more prospects. She tapped her chin, considering. Harriet thought she was more fun now and her answer was to get a job? Gosh, she needed to learn how to think creatively.
"What iiif," she said, looking sidelong at Harriet, "instead of that, you snuck into a junkyard and stole what you needed instead? That sounds way more exciting."
Listen, Harriet was never known for her extensive knowledge or experience with rulebreaking. Convenient bonus of never doing anything: Never getting in trouble.
But skipping school and lying about it had been fun. Breaking into a junkyard and stealing garbage sounded SUPER fun: all the exciting awesomeness of misbehavior combined with the extra benefit of not actually having to do anything that harmed anyone or feel particularly guilty about it.
Wait, was taking stuff from junkyards even illegal? If so, how come?
"Gosh, stealing. Stealing would be exciting!"
"Yeah!" LeiLei bounced, leaning forward with her hands on her thighs. "I'll go with you, it'll be great!" Maybe...maybe they'd even get to see a ghost?!
Breaking into a junkyard was a lot like sneaking into an abandoned place to ghosthunt, so she felt pretty confident about being able to handle a mission like this. No bombs to worry about, either...
"Okay, it's a plan!"
Although to be honest she was still very confused about why junkyard thievery was cool partytime when LeiLei had totally just finished telling her that she was being exhausting with all her weirdness and science.
Go figure other humans. Had she actually gotten worse at understanding them since getting the godbrain, or had she just never given enough shits before to realize how awful she was at it?
Hmm, actually she had been kind of comfy with being awful at it and not given enough shits to try to fix it, more like.
Because junkyard thievery wasn't weirdness and science! It was adventure, and LeiLei was all about adventure!
"Tonight?" she asked, expression bright. Her mom probably wouldn't let her stay the night on such short notice, but she could always sneak out. Mom would flip, but what else was new?
Perhaps someday LeiLei could explain the distinction. Until then it would remain a ~mystery~.
"Tonight's good!" Shiny eyes. Madcap grin. Just made plans at the drop of a hat.
Yep this was a new Harriet all right.
She grinned, excited but not quite as madcap as Harriet and more childish enthusiasm. "Let me see your computer, we should look up where the junkyards are in town."
Forget Battleflower, man. This was way more pressing.