
"You were hit by that virus too?" Maya asked, head turning towards her new housemate. "My shapeshifting went wacky when that breakout happened. Didn't really feel the need to go outside. Didn't like that I couldn't control it, and few people would help feed me in that state." As she spoke, she saw the girl simply pull out a bottle of wine from her hair. Well, wasn't that interesting? Not something she hadn't seen before, but yet it was still fascinating how people could pull things out from somewhere so suddenly.
She smiled at her and turned her attention back to the show. "Lucky for you, I have some with deeper pockets. Easier to itch a certain scratch that way, and I can be sure no one can get my phone without me noticing their hand deep in there. But still, perhaps you have some toys you're pretty attached to, sentimentally. And besides, don't want to run short on tools when comes the time for work, no?"