Something the movies always get wrong is how ugly and stupid looking people get when they start crying, even when it's not one of those deep sorrowful sort of "nothing will ever be good again" kind of cries. Errant takes a napkin, but her mascara's already running and this thing is much too cheap and awful to be of any help. She knows before she even starts wiping, because she's bought this same kind before when she thought she was going to be throwing a party. She sniffles and manages to be neither graceful or cute in the act. How the hell does Sara do it? 

She shakes her head. Laugh it off, ok Errant? No, not [i]that[/i] laugh! The cool one! The... ugh, you know what nevermind. Another head shake. Keep the conversation moving. First thing that comes to mind, go!

"Yeah, Adila's a real tear factory when she wants to be. But the part that really surprised me about her is how [i]big[/i] she actually is. Like, on the show she's a dragon, but perspective is so weird you can never tell if she's horse sized or what. But actually there's plenty of room on her back to have a fist fight without ever needing to step onto her wings or tail. Very strong physique. Really... uh..."

Errant cuts herself short all at once. Her face is suddenly strained with the extra burden of needing not to admit to making illegal extradimensional trips for missions that were deemed classified by a body she doesn't actually know if it still has the power to compel her silence on the matter. It's so much worse because the look on Cinders' face is so very 'oh come on...' that it stings. Behind her, her hair goes tumbling down off of her shoulder and sways back and forth by her arm with what feels like a hundred too many frames of animation. Was it [i]ever[/i] going to go back to normal?!

"Oh come on, don't tell me you don't believe there's a legit Hyperborea dimension after all that @SARAHPHIM double nonsense! Phimmy alone should be worth an extra fifty credibility points on this! Especially because it was her stupid version of Satan I had to chase all the way over there! And then, get this, that asshole raised Devilhome out of the ground like twenty minutes after I showed up on scene and was still getting my bearings and had the nerve to call [i]me[/i] a cartoon character! So I do this once-in-a-lifetime mission and I blow the whole stupid thing chasing a jerk around Devilhome which is basically just here but weirder and [i]I'm still so mad about it![/i] What a waste of a perfectly good emergency..."

She folds her arms across her chest, too deep into pouting to care about what this looks like anymore. Call her out on it, Cinders, she dares you.