Northstar Vale a manager at a comic book store

when kalika goes to touch shoulders with her, astynome audibly, visibly swallows. she tries not to stare at the point of contact, burning, a glowing red nuclear button aching to be pressed. "ta mátia sou dekatéssera," full of breath, the words leave her mouth of their own accord. "do you know what that means?"

here, she is a magician. someone with a birdcage in one hand and a velvet cloth in the other. are you looking closely? 
she notices, even though the siren was fair-skinned, she had the darkest eyelashes of anyone she'd ever seen.