The space is like a combination of an office and a drug store, with homely interior decoration and some glassy displays of different vials and flasks, many of which labelled. Shape explains to Jae-eun the partial truth, and she props herself against the wall in a flattering posture. And the orange fox woman is sat in a padded chair with ever-present tail flicking and claws showing.
Silver observes the exchange at first, with just slight agreements and nodding to back up Shape's tale. And she takes a position somewhat between the two, just to avoid the worst happening too soon. "Pleased to meet you, Jae-eun." The fox definitely has seen some years since the pictures on the outside of the store were taken, Silver notes. "I've been trying to delve into the prospects that harnessing magic can offer, and I promise, it can be very lucrative for us both if something you can offer appeals to my needs. So, I'd be curious to see what surprises your range of vials may hold." Her eyes gaze over the flasks with a fascination - She'd intended to play it up a bit but there's no need for that. It's truly something to for her take in, knowing that there is magic lined up in these displays. Waiting to be explored.
Jae-eun tries to walk beside Silver for a direct line at Shape, and she says, "You're always getting up on my shit! First you made yourself a copy of me and now you're doing business too? Whatever, look, you don't have the same sort of reputation I do—and fine, it's not magic goods according to you. I'm just..." She digs her nails into her seat, and she stuffs out a growl. Then, she smiles to Silver. "Sorry, I'm really pleased to meet you too, Shape said you are called Silver? Kind of on the nose, but I like it! I'll show you everything I've got, especially my best and most popular products. Umm, right, so—" Jae-eun collects a number of potions from the main display case and some select potions from the side cabinet. It eats into a considerable chunk of the whole collection, and leaves Shape and Silver with more potions than they could possibly want to sort through today, at least thirty. "Lot of variety! That's what the consumers like. It sounds like you want something practical?" She points to a blue, foggy, round potion. "This makes you very light. And this other one makes you much louder."
Shape sighs and slumps into a seat close to the wall. She puts her hand over her mouth for several seconds, and then she uncovers it long enough to say, "You think you could be more specific? My partner in business really doesn't have time for these games. She wants the little print." She flutters her eyelashes.
Silver gazes from Jae-eun, to Shape, and back. Those two really don't get along, more so than expected and very mutually so. She sighs in a purposefully notable way, and then allows a more purposeful discussion to occur once the two have settled for now. "It's on the nose indeed, I know. Than you." She watches the foxette assemble the wares, and allows herself to take one of the more sturdy looking flasks to observe. "Lighter, you say? I'd have to figure out the specifics of that but it does sound possibly useful in given situations a long as it doesn't make you awkwardly drift about." She gives a glance to the potion that affects the voice, and frowns. That's something she's really not too eager to mess with, even if amplifying her Tongue could have very potent outcomes. "Shape. Don't be too quippy. You're right though, I do want details. How many servings go in a typical vial, for example?"
She sighs, and she gently swishes a tall, dark potion. "All right, details then. Every potion has a label, and they're not all the same information listed but they all say a serving amount! It varies a lot for these potions so like the blue lighten one is, yeah, hold on." She picks off from an unrelated drawer a pair of glasses, and she holds the flask to her face. "100 milliliters. You could look it up online if you want like the cups amount. But yeah, you could use this one potion at least like five or six times or something? That's high value! This other one with the loudness is actually a bit more expensive, I remember." She reads off that clear liquid container, too. "Yeah. Half bottle, but it goes down real easy. It's like drinking a mint cucumber. Um, got other questions, Silver?" She sits back in her leather chair and smirks at Shape. "It's really sweet you put up with that gremlin."
"Five or six times is a good number. Good way to be certain of the effect and then still have more left over. Is there anything here that's good for a demonstration? I won't request a freebie, of course." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a greatly excessive amount of paper money since she isn't really aware the ranges these things cost. Given her presumed customer base of people who fall for her popstar branding it can't be too absurdly pricy though.
Silver picks up a vial, which mysteriously claims that it 'makes life less of an uphill battle'. She raises an eyebrow at it, and then holds it out to Shape. "I wonder if you find good use out of this one."
"Oh, many are! Just like avoid anything bad in the store unless you're outside and maybe also like far away? Like definitely not the volume one." The fox woman giggles and drags with both of her arms the large sum of money to her far end of the potion display. "I will offer a very, very fair bargain for you! Any samples you want dear! And, if you don't mind, I think Shape would make a lovely candidate for these." She, incessantly, giggles.
Shape folds her arms and scoots flatter against the back of the seat. "No, now, wait a minute, when did I agree to this? You didn't mean it like Jae-eun did right, I don't have to drink it? Because I think we could probably just have you drink it later—or maybe Jae-eun I guess, if we want to flip the script with this sample." She seems anxious, somehow, for the prospect of having a potion sample. Shape has been exposed to hundreds of these and probably drank more than a dozen and is quite magically resistant and knowledgeable anyway—yet, her skin looks ready to crawl out from under the door.
"I came here to do research, Shape. Buying everything just in case it proves useful sounds very impractical. Sampling wares I assumed was a given, doing it here and now does much more use than doing it later. Do remember how much work I already put into this." Her eyes fall up and down over Shape's outfit. "I'd very appreciate it - Though you do make a point. As a confident saleswoman, Jae-eun, how eager are you to present any of the effects? You get the money, and you get to keep your wares. In some manner, at least." She chuckles and then gives a pretty firm look to assert that she's not entirely joking. Awaiting an answer, she picks up some more flasks. 'Add some more beauty and softness to your life!' Curious.
Shape bites her lip and takes the vial of yellow liquid. It smells fruity. She reads the label in closer detail, in particular the age and the name once more. "Y-You have put a lot of time into today, a lot of work, as per our agreement... I-I'll tell you about it later, but Silver, please understand what I'm about to do is kinda, yeah, I'm doing you a big favor. Potions and I go back is all. I want to sample the one about being lighter though, I think that's much less ominous, this one feels like a proverb." She says flatly, "No offense, Jae-eun."
Jae-eun hums to herself watching Silver pin Shape to the task of sampling. And, having learned from previous mistakes in marketing her own interest in the potions, she tells Silver, "While I'd be quite confident to show you one of these effects, I can't alter my physical or emotional self while on the clock! And, besides, I think you're more familiar with your shapeshifting buddy's criticisms... Which, by the way, none taken, really. I don't make these ones I'm showing you, these are really nice ones I redistribute! Oh, and I did get that one custom distributed out to me, Silver, I take it you don't like surprises but do you like fluffy tails?" She raises most of her own and creeps them around her sides. They're poofy and brightly-colored.
Silver takes note of the various comments with various degree of concern. So, Shape has an odd aversion to potions and Jae-eun barely proves any confidence at all in the brews. Fluffy tail, though? Jae-eun seems certain enough of this one so if she's going to try anything today, might as well be something that's probably not intrusive at all. Silver allows herself to pluck a glass from a shelf and pour a dose for herself as mentioned. She brings a second glass too, passing it Shape's way. "I'll have to see how I feel about them... Oh, actually. Would it be one, or (one, two, three...) seven of them?" She counts visibly as the tails try to flick about and ruin her order. She misses one, of course. "That seems like a large number."
"Eight tails! One for each, um, tail that I have. You'd look fabulous with them, I definitely recommend you try that one." She folds her right leg over her left and she adjusts her chair to face Silver the client. Long due. "A potion for fans of mine and fans of kitsunes in general, but also excellent for those curious about experimenting or expressing different flavors of species."
Shape trades the yellow vial out for the rotund sky blue one, pouring into her glass a careful portion as marked on the label like a ruler. "Yeah, apparently you can go a bit of a heavier dose. I'd rather not do that. Last thing I want is to be floating on the ceiling." Shape points out the ceiling fan, and she holds onto her staff as she presses the drink to her lips. "I don't see any use in holding off, I guess. So here goes nothing?" She intakes it in one broad and full sip. "God, what if this makes me like lighter psychologically somehow. I'm not even sure what'd mean? Or, well, I guess there's other ways you could be light right, if we're going by evil genie logic..."
Silver holds off on her own drink, just in case something goes wrong with them both it'd be a really bad idea to do them at the same time. She puts her glass down, and watches Shape curiously. Awaiting any reaction. "A heavier dose, you say? That seems... Counterproductive. Hehe." Her laughter is, of course, not fully hearted, the anticipation nagging a bit- "Something looks off about you." Silver hasn't yet noticed that her eyes have shifted slightly downward to keep even with Shape's.
"Wow, that's pretty good. Bit of a, yep, oxymoron... I do agree though, something's definitely happening, I feel really weird, and I'm pretty sure it's like, well..." Shape uncomfortably shifts around in her seat, unable to find the groove from before, and it comes to a brief shock that her staff's radius has widened in her grip. Moreover, the room, including Silver and Jae-eun, seems larger. She groans. "Speaking of funny jokes, I'm clearly shrinking. Fuck." She touches her own face and outfit as time lapses and the transformation accelerates quickly until a sudden tapering. And she's left with her usual figure and the scaled height of, what, a baby? "I look like a fucking fairy. Weird. I guess it could have been worse, but I have no idea how I'm driving us home you know, assuming this will take a while to wear off. Jae-eun, you know, you could at least research what some of your freaking potions do."
Jae-eun's eyes narrow. She stands and stretches out her claws. "Woah, Shape's adorable like that." She snickers. "I was just kidding when I called you a gremlin. You should really give it up. The potion works though, as you can see, Silver. Shape's very light now! Perhaps we should pick her up? I bet she'd enjoy that. She likes getting in people's hands. Always have."
Silver reaches out and takes the staff when Shape seems too small to effectively hold it any more, leaning it against the side of the chair instead. It's certainly an odd view to see such an itty bitty person, let alone a friend of hers. "I do have a license, Shape, so we shouldn't be in too much trouble with that." She does kneel down next to Shape's chair, observing. "Well, you seem to have settled in so I assume that's the height you're settled at until things wear off. And weight, yes. You certainly would be light enough for me to pick up like this." She shoots Jae-eun a bit of a harsh look. "This is still a sales pitch. Be nice, maybe... Oh, and I suppose it'd be a bad move of me to slink out of my part seeing as you already committed, Shape." She takes the filled glass of potion, and downs it too. It's... surprisingly fuzzy in texture, for a clear and smooth liquid.
Shape curls her knees up and then wraps her arms over them. She reaches out for the staff at her side and sighs, only grazing it. "Well, Silver, if this fox gets any ideas, with that cocky smile of hers, you know what to do. I mean it. And, yeah, I guess you'll just be driving me the way back. Uh, yeah, I guess I hope you don't mind holding me later because I'm not going to be able to get out of here without at least a bit of assistance." Shape's eyes roll. "Thanks for drinking the potion, though. It'll be interesting to see you with tails, anyway."
"Ah, you remind me Shape, you totally have a thing for us foxgirls. I bet Silver didn't know that, but that's all right. She can think about that while her tails grow out." Jae-eun had nodded at the term "sales pitch," and she still slumps into her mockery. "Uhm, Silver, I think you could run to the bathroom? Just for a moment." Indeed, Silver's dressy pants are filling with excessive, fluffy tails like a balloon. Thankfully, a lot of the tails creep down her legs, some even peaking at her feet, silvery and white.
Silver sighs, and shifts uncomfortably. It doesn't help that the tails do have sensory response to them and don't seem very happy like this. She slinks through the closest doorway that isn't out, and as soon as she's around the corner she attempts to bring some order to this mess and at least have all the tails pop out the top of her pants. "Some things are just too obvious in hindsight, aren't they? I'll have to tailor something custom of this ever comes up again in the future."
A minute or two passes and she carefully comes back around, pants set a bit lower than before but not unsightly so. A set of eight tails wave around a bit aimlessly, one almost pulling a framed picture off a shelf. "So... I think one or two would have been preferable. There's a lot to take in here, this will definitely take some practice to understand. At least they're pretty." She takes one to hold and seems slightly startled again by the sensory feedback of it as she inspects the fluff.
Shape says, almost interrupting Silver, "Jae-eun's full of shit by the way, she just says that I like foxgirls because I once was a foxgirl, a copy of her, and suddenly she gets the bright idea that I'm just doing it because I'm horny, never mind any other reason someone would turn into a copy of a person. I don't know, no reason like needing to communicate with their friends, wanting to feel welcome in an uncaring world, wanting a fucking reason to use their innate powers? Please just get over it Jae-eun, you're embarrassing yourself more than you're embarrassing me. Seriously." She frowns at Jae-eun and then collects a deep breath back at Silver's many tails. She says, "Yeah, a version with less tails maybe for the future. They are pretty though—right about that."
Jae-eun backs up to her side of the room when Silver enters the room. She shakes her head and starts sorting out some of the cash pile into proper stacks. She removes a purchasing guide, price complete, and slaps it on the display top. "I'm just going to ignore her, Silver. I really just want to work with you... Okay, so, if you look here we can work out a how many items and what items you want to purchase, and here's my number as well. Would it be all right if I had your contact as well? My clients are all important to me, and if anything comes up I'd like to be able to ring you. Whether that be special offers or pertinent information about a product. Yeah." Jae-eun takes her phone from nearby after a buzz, and she dismisses it upon reading the screen. "I'd love to learn more about your business, Silver. Maybe we could have some ties?"
Silver takes a little while just to be able to sit down in the chair, once all the tails cooperate and she won't sit on one of them. They slink around as if on their own conscious, sort of like a pile of fuzzy Medusa snakes. "I will be entirely honest and say that my hopes for this all were a bit higher, there seems to be a large degree of unpredictability in some of the supposed effects. I will, for starters, at least take two or three of the two potions sampled though. Being small is a versatile ability, at least if I find you can scale it with amount consumed and... Maybe one day I'll have a need to mimic a mythical creature for whatever benefit." She pulls out a calling card and slides it over the table, taking Jae-eun's number in return. "I'll need this at the very least for if there's complications with... My accomplice remaining small for whatever reason. As for my business? I have a lot of irons in various fires, it's not something awfully specific. I'll see if anything comes up, you're always free to pitch me some of your brews... If you're actually confident in what they do." Silver doesn't pay that much mind to Shape either, but does take notes of the apparent backstory that seems to connect and yet divide these two.
"It's a fair concern for someone like you Silver, and maybe other people should be concerned about it. But I notice a lot of people aren't interested in the details! I think a lot of them are just looking to experience wacky things? I guess if it mattered more to the distributors that sell to me, uhm, why would they label it like this? Oh but no matter, I'll assume three of the shrinking one and two of the tail one. Anything else for this purchase?" Jae-eun saves Silver's number on her cellular, and she nods. She walks over to particularly large drawer under yet another of the displays, and she pulls out a carton one might use for beer bottles. "I promise there won't be complications, however. Well—okay, there is the general stipulation us potion sellers like to give that if you mix magic you might find unintended results! Like, have you ever mixed a wine spritzer and an energy drink? Me neither... Ah, yeah, I'll make sure to pitch you more of the brews as they come in, maybe some other ones here too. Excellent idea, Silver." She passes on the stocked carton and change to her client.
Silver glances at the carton, then at Shape, then back. "I do have an amount of arms and a lot of things to carry, it seems. I'm glad you parked nearby, Shape, I might take you out first. I'd do the potions first but I think you appreciate not being left alone with Jae-eun for the time being." The leftover paper money silver carefully orders again before tucking it away where it originally came from. "I'll try to keep it in mind about mixing magic, considering predictability is pretty important to me-" She breaks off slightly too quick, realizing she may have implied her own magic more than intended. "In theory I'd like to purchase more, but I'd really just be blindly picking things I have very little knowledge of. Sigh... I really do think there's a lot of potency in magic, but being able to point it in the right direction is just as important. Maybe next time."
Shape lifts her arms over her head, further calling attention to herself. "Yeah. Like, I could hold my own even like this, but I'd really rather not test that theory. Honestly I'm sort of ready to go whenever you are, but an agreement is an agreement. I'll just sit pretty... Grab me, my purse, and my staff when you're ready, I guess." Her voice is just a bit pitch-shifted, but not laughably so. She lowers her arms and sighs. "Eh, Silver, I guess you could just purchase more later, yeah. We'll find some proper ways to test what they do next time in your place. And, yeah, magic's pretty sweet even when it's like this, maybe."
The kitsune restocks several of the items, and when she's close to Shape's end of the room she leans beside her. "I'm not so sure that's true. I'm very tall, and those traits you so seem to admire could come back to haunt you." She laughs, and some of her sharp molars come to light in it. "It's been great catching up again. Thought I'd never see you again, but here you came again, how interesting and annoying—and, you, Silver, how genuinely interesting you are. Someone dedicated to a craft of honest, straight magic. I hope we talk soon again, maybe one-to-one that time. Just the bigger people in the room, hmm?"
Silver does seem slightly on edge as Jae-eun puts herself so close to the mostly defenseless Shape. All this bickering and teasing is getting on her nerves. And she expresses, quite strictly, with a layer of silver on her voice. "Be at least vaguely nice to Shape, Jae-eun. I don't know whatever feuding you two have going on but I have no appreciation for it." She picks up the purse, checking that it as well as the contents are unaffected by the shrinking - the car keys seem to still hold a natural size, which is good. The purse and the staff is already a bit much to wield so she considers taking those to the car first.
Jae-eun winces from the partial command and provoking Silver's criticisms once more. She sits far away. And her tails wave. "Fine. Again, it's been good business. I'll respect that." She checks her phone.
The small shapeshifter winks at Silver. "Thanks. She deserved that. I'm really quite sick of it as well. Out of all the people in the world to hold a grudge over, why the shapeshifter who wasn't even trying to be the bad morals trickster, y'know? Since, you know, that's the media stereotype. I'm talking to you, Jae-eun."
Silver squints down the tiny Shape. "I very much could have you too, but I actually honor things I've promised. Be thankful for that. So please, be equally nice in return while I head out to the car. If you prod her too much, remember that her enchant is a vague suggest and can at worst be broken through." She excuses herself from the room, having to take an extra bit of care to not catch any of her tails in any of the doors. The staff goes back where Shape had left it earlier in the car, and the purse goes in the foot end of the front passenger seat since Shape won't need that space anyhow.
Shape shrugs and slumps over. "Tell you what, then, Silver. I'll just sit here and behave for once. I'll take what I can get with Jae-eun, even if it's a 'vague suggestion.'" She watches Silver leave and later return to the room. And she smirks at the fox woman. Jae-eun complacency remains all the same, though. The social media on her phone maintains her observation.
Not wanting to disturb the quiet, Silver scoops up the box and makes haste to place it carefully in the back of the car. Upon her second return, she leans over the back of Shape's chair. "I do suppose that's it for now, Jae-Eun. I could very well return sometime later, for other ware. You have my contact so if something new of yours seems like it'd appeal, don't be afraid to notify. I will take my small friend with me and leave now, many thanks for business."
Silver is almost in the motions of simply picking up Shape when she realizes that maybe asking first would be a good choice. "Do you want a hand to the car or will you take the journey on your own legs?
Jae-eun looks up from her cell phone, and she says, "Oh, I'll let you know, like I said we always have new inventory and you've skyrocketed into being my number one customer! So let's chat soon, Silver!" Her tails rise and wave, and her toothy smile sails past over the ShapeShifter's head.
"Yeah—I'm not excited to walk all the way there like this. I think actually if you were to compare the size of my legs with the size of a normal-sized person's legs maybe walking to the car would be like a mile or something." She suspends her arms out above and in front of her like a young child looking to be held against someone's chest and shoulders. She says, "If you think this is weird, Silver, just remember that potions could have always made things even weirder."
"Bit of an overstatement, maybe, but I take your point." Shape gets a boost out of the chair, though is held more like a cat than a small child, and Silver takes them out of the room. They exit to the car and she makes sure to tuck shape into the passenger seat swiftly before too many passersby get a close look. "In hindsight, I should indeed be happy one of us is capable of driving back home. I'll need a bit to figure out these tails in the car, though... Ugh. I feel weird now that we're outside. I'm always one to not draw more attention than necessary. Let's just get back to your place as soon as possible." She almost closes the car door on several of the tails, but does hesitate in the last moment and retracts them from the frame.
Shape holds onto the seat belt with both of her hands. She says, "Yeah, I mean, I'm also just glad you had my back for this potion stuff. You even drank your potion. I really don't think you realize how dangerous potions can be, but it's a really appreciated gesture, y'know?" As the car starts and lurches from its parking spot, Shape bounces against the seat belt. "The good news is that our changes are probably harder to notice anyway, though, Silver. Like, I'm too short to be visible from outside the car most of the time, and your tails are hidden rather well if you aren't holding them up." Shape scoots closer to Silver and reaches out one hand to touch the closest of Silver's eight tails. She smiles. "Oh, and that was your first magic used on or against you, I think, right? That's kind of fun."
"I... Do suppose it is my first experience in receiving magic, yes. And as you can assume, my impression is somewhat mixed. But I do have hope that I can find more interesting, better means of utilizing external magic in the future. Without knowing the extents, the possibilities are theoretically limitless until I try, you know?" Silver certainly has a more relaxed driving style than Shape presented earlier, to protect the potions and a tiny Shape's well-being. In that order. "I do realize that you can't really look up and out of the front window. If I forget the way we're going, we'll have to figure something out." The tail and its closest neighbor do wave closer to shape, and covers her in a generous swishing of fuzz.
"Well, I promise I'll see about showing you something like a magic being or proper magic artifact next time. How's that? Of course, it's sort of been a while for me honestly, I've not been very motivated to go leave the city in a while." Shape nuzzles into the two tails, falling back on her adoration of fluffy fox tails. She says, "Eh, we can put on the GPS or something. And I wouldn't say magic is limitless, yeah, no. It's got its fair share of rules, stipulations, and consequences. You know how my thing works, for instance. Hardly any magic we'd find would be catch-free, but I'm sure we'd come by something that interests you." Presumably, of course, an item that'd potentially help Silver's probably wicked intentions. Shape hugs one of the tails, letting the seat belt drape over her blouse hands-free. "So... Have you always had this Silver Tongue?"
"I'd ask you to put on the GPS but I assume your little arms can't reach the screen. I'll find a stopping spot soon." Silver thinks for a bit, unsure how to answer. "Well... That's a complicated question. Is it possible to know when a power originates if you had to learn you can wield it mostly by accident? When it blended with a perception of simply being persuasive? I like to believe it developed in later years and I simply was a convincing person before that, skilled with words naturally too, but that might be wishful thinking. Maybe I did truly have budding powers early on and some of my school grades are illicitly earned. What I do know is that it is fully developed since many years ago. I wield the same strength of power as when I got my first personal computer for free, at the age of seventeen. That's when I was found out for certain I was unnatural, had capabilities others don't, could use them to my benefit and had to consider the wider impact of such decisions. The man I manipulated lost his job over it, of course. And that honestly hurt me more than you'd expect. Do all I can to be aware of consequences since..."
She sighs. Was that more information than needed? She's always been hesitant to speak of these things because they pertain to her magic. But now that the topic of magic already is on the table, she hasn't yet decided if there's other reasons to keep details to herself.
A cold shiver runs through Shape's spine during Silver's first rhetorical question, and she takes seconds to regain focus. She listens thereafter, stroking one of the tails in her arms. She nods and returns Silver's sigh. She says, "You've been relatively convincing even without using your abilities on me, if it's any consolation?—But, umm, I really appreciate getting to hear that. I honestly had a similar experience in some ways. Except in my case it wasn't that I was using some power of manipulation from an early age without knowing, obviously. Instead, I figured out I could physically change my form into a copy of a lot of things, especially people, when I was a child. And it was an accident, and I did it in a very wrong place to do it." She buries her eyes into the tail. "To be honest, yeah, I'm glad your ability at least has obvious positive application, if we're still drawing contrasts. You could help so many more people than I ever could, is all. Even if you've hurt people before, like that computer store employee or whatever." She takes a deep breath. Some dampness settles inside the white fur.
"Oh dear, hmm... When you hear made up stories of shapeshifters and the likes, it's always grown people with full control over it. I can't say I've ever considered the fact that it much be so much trouble to grow into, and not handle well at first. You know me... I run away when my powers get me into situations I can't as easily power myself back out of. And there's a lot of cases where I can do that. Shapeshifting I assume has much less that liberty." Silver sighs deeply, and pulls over at a bus stop to fiddle with the GPS. "I wonder if I'd ever be able to use a different power nearly as effectively. Or if I'd simply not be the way I am in that case. Who knows." Hesitantly, she reaches over and pats Shape on the head. She doesn't quite appreciate the sensation of damp fur, but she doesn't complain.
"All the stories and myths about shapeshifters aren't true anyway, it's all Hollywood smoke and mirrors. I'm not a prankster, I don't intend to trick people out of anything. I just wanted to settle down and have a normal life for at least a while, distance myself from all that came before then, and I've done that already. I'm not a monster, I'm not some science project. I'm not an alien in a test tube. You get my point..." She sniffles, and she looks up at Silver's comforting hand. "Thanks. Yeah, sorry... It just depends on the power you get. And... I didn't have as much flexibility out of situations as you might initially believe, yeah. Or at least not in ways I'm comfortable talking about." She leans back from the tail and rests her head on the seat. "I've made it my mission for a while to make people happy, I guess. That's who I am now—I just wanted to say that."
Silver hums and ponders for a moment, but really does not know where to continue this peculiar interaction. So she pulls out of the bus stop, making sure that the soothing robotic voice of the GPS cuts through the silence sufficiently. "I'll join you at your home. I can't guarantee myself you'll be completely fine on your own."
She plays with a loose thread from the car seat cushion. Her lips are curled down. "That makes sense."