Chimera Fields All the World is Calm and Peaceful

The spotlight's shifted off of her; the starlet languishes without the limelight but does not interrupt -- ty's the master recruiter, witchbaby's just the pretty face (and in this case, the carrot on the stick - weetzie will follow her whether he joins or not she knows). a smile tilts her mouth at ty's easy acceptance of the monochrome dweeb, glad she isn't wrong to put her faith in the night-sky leader. 

her pink-tinted gaze rests curiously on her dear brother's visage, wondering what skills he's interested in - stick-in-the-mud ain't a skill, is it? "an' mine are entertainin' folks an' explorin' like ty," witchbaby says, smile flashing teeth in a quick grin as she adds, "an your's would be keepin' track of me, an' bein sensible or somethin' boring like that."