Aigne AsLáthair Magee

He frowned, flashing her a confused glance. This kid had serious mood swings. “Uh… No problem? It’s nothi- Hey! My mental health is- There’s nothing wrong with my mental health!”

"If I were you, I would go and talk to someone about how you are. It can sometimes help, you know?"

“Oh, I don’t mean to worry you, you’re a good soul and I don’t want to hurt you.” He smiled widely. “And you’ve no need to worry about me, dear, I’ve long grown up and am quite able to handle myself.”

~Without removing her arms, she glanced up, nodding vigourously.~ I sure hope you've grown up; you're over four hundred years old!

No, most likely I won’t get sick. It has happened before, but I’ve always fixed myself quickly.

Oh! ~Her change in demeanor now quickly changed, a flood of joy rushing forth as she pounced forward and wrapped her arms tightly around Warren's body, clinging almost like dead weight to him.~ Oh, thank goodness! I was so worried, Wren. So worried. Really worried.  That's really good. I hope it doesn't happen again - you seem like a nice person, and bad things shouldn't happen to nice people.

Well, when I get sick I have to find someone willing to give me energy, as fast as possible. If I don’t I could die. But I can find energy just about anywhere, even the grass and water and air have it all around.

~Her bottom lip began to quiver, eyes growing wide, one hand running through her fire-y locks.~ But - I don't understand! I don't - I'm not actually scary, am I? No! How? How am I scary? So you are never going to get sick, right?

The energy gets stored and then used for things later, magical things. It stays there until I use it up - but if I used it all up, I’d be in deep trouble. Very sick.

Terrify you? ~Her lips pursed, worry striking her face.~ Am I scary? Oh, oh my - what do you do when you get sick?

“Oh, no, I just asked because you were dancing about so much, I wasn’t sure. I don’t really drink, so… I don’t really pee. Magic and shit.”

Well, don't fly away, because I don't want you to. You don't pee? Then what happens to the energy you eat? Does it evaporate? Is there no waste left after you use it? 

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He raised his brow at her movements. “Are you all right, do you have to pee?”

Wren? ~Her eyes lit up; she'd misunderstood.~ Wren? As in the bird? You're nicknamed after a bird? That's adorable! Pee? No, I've got the bladder the size of a camel's water hump! ... No, that's not the right phrase. The size of a camel...? A camel the size of a water h- A bladder the size of a hump? I... no. ~Pursing her lips, she brought a hand to her chin, stroking it thoughtfully.~ All the same, no. I do not have to pee. Do you have to pee?

I've no preference. Cailin it'll be. Do you have a name you'd prefer instead of Warren? ~The corners of her lips quirked into an eager-to-please grin, either of her hands clasping behind her back. She swayed back and forth on the balls of her feet, nearly falling with every move she made.~