Rising Sun Valley then it's getting louder and louder

Having never encountered drugs, nor ever been spoken to about them by mother and siblings, the idea that a plant could make things loopy and fun had her sharply interested, eyes rounding. She was suddenly quite interested in the flowers she'd never given much thought, and her ears perked as she asked, "how does it work? I'd like to try that, I think."  Perhaps it was foolish to ignore the fact that her previous stupidity had almost gotten her killed. She grinned when Engel said it wasn't his day for rhyming, the easy-going wolf growing on her quickly, in some ways reminding her of the ease in which her brother acted and spoke, the lightness in him.