Chimera Fields All the World is Calm and Peaceful

 her grin stretches thin, picking up on weetzie's underlying worries, though she chooses not to address such things and instead glances over her shoulder, towards bhediyon. "caught me," witchbaby giggles, "i ran into someone the other day - her names tyti..tyton..." her mouth simply will not wrap around the black woman's syllables, and so she abandons it for the easy nickname, concluding with a flourish, "ty!"

the scarlet witch dances on her feet, suddenly awkward -- when one spends as much time as she simply leaving it's harder to string together the words of explanation. but after everything she's done to him, witchbaby owes her brother this much, and so she speaks quickly, the words nearly blurred together: "an' she's startin' this new pack called bhediyon an' most a' it seems silly ta me but it's kinda-like nomadic an' she says i can roam around an' well it's gonna be winter soon so i think it makes sense, so i kinda agreed t'join her--"