Whitefish River Very scary doll

"Yeah, I don't see why not!" The corner of Genie's lips quirked upwards in a small smile. Truth to be told, she wasn't quite sure whether Rannoch allowed visitors or not, but it wasn't like she was going to take Chusi into the territory or anything, she'd just, she didn't know. For a moment, the girl's eyebrows furrowed worriedly, then she relaxed. She'd deal with it when it came, but for now, she would just relax and enjoy Chusi's company. 

Chusi giggled and subconsciously, Genie smiled again. "You should," she said with a soft laugh. "He's not my type anyways." And he might be taken.

Also, you're kinda my type.
You remind me of my ex-girlfriend.

She didn't say any of her thoughts out loud, she wasn't that brave. Instead, her tongue slipped from between her lips to clean her bloodstained mouth. And besides, it wasn't like Chusi was really her type. It was just that a small part of her reminded Genie of her ex. That's all. "Yeah, it should be fine," Genie inclined her head in a nod, amber eyes bright and shining even though somewhere deep in her chest, a spark of pain blossomed. She stamped it out as quickly as it'd arrived, and forced her thoughts away.

How many times do I have to tell you to stop thinking before you listen?
Dude, I'm you. You're not listening to yourself. Don't blame me.

Yep. She had now resorted to arguing with herself. Great.