Redhawk Caldera Knock after walking through the door

Somnia was in no way prepared to admit defeat to this game, whether it be now, or a thousand years from now. That meant a silent pause to get those brain-gears whirling took place. Two major options presented herself. She could either get all logical and stuff, or she could agree with, or at the very least hint to, being naughty. What about a special combo?

"First off, how do I know you're his friend? I haven't heard anything about you before now! How do I know you're not going to kidnap me? Secondly, I won't have his friends throwing themselves off cliffs, so as long as it's you, the one friend, I should be fine. Third, thinking I'm naughty is an opinion, so while you may think that, not everyone else will. And anyways, did I ever say that I wasn't naughty?"

A smug look found its place on her face. She was winning this, yes?