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Evie, in sharp contrast, wasn't exerting any effort whatsoever. She adjusted herself mid-flight to look like she was leaning forward with her chin resting on her hands, smug smirk on her face.

"Mhm, sure thing there buddy." She giggled. "Let me know if you need me to sloooow down!"

She did a small flip, just to flex, before she did eventually start to slow down as they approached the city itself. She gently lowered herself down to land on one of the smaller rooftops, snatching one of the beer cans out of the air and popping it open.

"Feel free to grab one yourself or whatever," She waved a hand dismissively as she sat at the lip of the roof, starting to chug.

She eventually pulled the can away with a long sigh, wiping her lip with the back of her hand as the familiar warmth spread through her body. She leaned over, turning to face, expression no less smug than it was before.

"Ehhh, it's a bit more complicated than that." She said shrugging mysteriously. "I'll give ya a hint to figure it out."

She casually reached over and gave her shoe a tap, The shoe would suddenly get heavier, not enough to be painful or anything, but enough to definitely make lifting it noticeably harder. She kept talking as if nothing had changed.

"Meanwhile I guess your thing is being a fuzzy purple goro?"

Evie had another laugh to herself at the explanation, swaying a little in her seat as she had another swig of her drink.

"Heheh, I can think of a couple other people who might have taken the best graffiti artist on the island spot first, you'll have to get in line there. And I'm no slouch there either. I can draw a mean-ass stick man lemme tell ya what."

She drained the last of her booze, reduced the cans gravity as much as she could, then suddenly yeeted the thing at the building closest to them, hard, watching it bounce off the wall with a hollow clang. It made her feel a little better about her currently wasted night.

"You sound fun, though," she laid back on the roof, smirking at Sidney upside down as she reached for her next drink. "Been on the island long now? I feel like I would have noticed the super hot queen of the sky earlier if you were."

Evie was about to start on her next drink before she perked up at the mention of the freezing.

"Ooooh, huh. You were involved in all that Dark Crystal Thingimajig stuff?" She sat back up, shifting to face her properly, crossing her legs under her. "I've only been here for like a year and a bit, guess that makes you a real local then."

She gestured loosely to the city streets below them.

"So I guess this whole weird ass island must be pretty normal for you, huh? Even with your weird timey wimey shit?"

"Magic death, right..."

Evie had, of course, missed almost all the news about the death of magic, the shunting of the island, the DCA, all of that due to her incarceration. That period might have been short in the grand scheme of things but it still weighed heavily on her and combined with all the shit that happened after it was, well, a lot.

She chugged her drink, perhaps a little too quick to seem natural, before tossing it hard at the wall much in the same manner as she did the first.

"Well!" She reached for another drink. "Clearly you have a lotta catching up on, you oooooold lady." She giggled, slurring a little as she stretched out the word, teasing grin on her face. "No wonder you looked so wiped out after a little flying, must be the old age catching up with ya"

She swayed a little, before bouncing into the air and uncrossing her legs, landing on her feet and leaning in with a mischievous grin.

"At least you're cooler than like half the nerds I've met from your old school, well, aside from Nea but she like half counts."