[@aia2022]

The little girl blushed in response of the threat and touched her index fingers together, making a triangle. "O-oh my, that's... Can I even say that word?" She looked to the intimidating barkeep [@Dark Light] for approval, her gaze diverting to the strange creature chugging down water, then back to the barkeep. "By the way, do you think I could get a cup of Molten Lava? Or boiling water, if that's not possible." 

[@Marmalised Junk]
Next, the girl assumed the form of light to near instaneously appear in front of Anya. She locked eyes with the fae and smiled, "Aww, look at you, being all brave!" Her tone clearly indicated she was treating the other girl as beneath her in rank, despite having to stand on her tiptoes just to meet them at eye level. In the next moment, she clasped her hands together, causing a rough formation of matter to appear on the nearest empty table to them before gradually taking the shape of a first-aid kit. The girl attempted to grab one hand of the fae and gently lead her to said table. "Sit," she curtly requested as she sized up the girl and started to pull out an antiseptic, "So, what's your name, kid?"