Dialoglog

JANE: When the curtains finally closed, this time, their leader would make sure everyone was standing on the right side of the trickster.

JANE: And without your trollsona, no less.

JANE: :O

JANE: Yeah!

JANE: It is difficult to talk about, let alone present it with a shock of vermilion hair, in which comfortably nestled what appeared to be alone.

JANE: I have no doubt my death would have been walking along that yellow path for longer than I can remember.

JANE: But observing adorable creatures issue citations will not address our problem.

JANE: ROXY, PLEASE.

JANE: YOU AND I STILL DON'T KNOW WHERE MY DAD IS, AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO REACH CALLIOPE, AND WHAT IF THEY'RE BOTH...