Madeline looked up at Vicar with big, watery eyes. [b]"Why? I mean ... yes, it dripped from a tear between worlds leading to some evil nether-verse permeated by the very ichor of darkness and chaos, a sentient facet of it's unimaginably malign whole, likely calling out to it like a lost pup, but in ways beyond comprehension ..."[/b] Madeline paused and considered her own point, which she'd gotten a little far away from.

[b]"... Right! People change Vicar, I used to have shorter hair and now I don't."[/b] Madeline nodded as if this was the ultimate example of personal growth.