"What kind of curing involves spilling a whole bunch of... mystery liquid on someone! You want to get rid of a hangover? I have a way better, dryer, method."
Great jumps back before glaring at Vie.
"It's English Dumb***! Now explain what the actual **** is going on!" Great gestured at the spren writhing on the floor.
She grins.
(Don't mind the self-rp im about to pull)
Great groans. "Do you really have to be like that?"
"Makes life interesting," Wyver tipped her coffee at Great.
"Ugh. Whatever."
"Music?" Wyver looked at them. "Hell yeah!"
Great raises an eyebrow. "You some kinda Radiant?"
"You can't do anything to my real body, so you have nore just become Shorty for Wyver. It's bullying, you see." Wyver said to Shorty.
"...Yeah..." Well... this was both awkward and worrying. Was she going to go to the authorities? But if the King owned them or whatever, should she... not go to them? Since the King was maybe behind this?
She bit her lip. "Uh... there's word about the King and stuff on the street, y'know? And about missing people?"" She took a deep breath. "I haven't seen Riri for... two days now? Kind of?"
"'Missing girls?'" She repeated. No one's gone missing... except Riri. She hadn't seen her at the performance. "Hey uh... have you guys seen Riri recently? At the performance?"