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Huh. So they were going to play. Alright, he was bored, and he wanted to see how far this little game would go. He leaned in and looked at the clown, eyes narrowing. "I guess we'll see if you're saying the truth when we turn you in for questioning." Wait? HOW did he turn out to be some good Boogeman?? THAT was a riot!!!

Herryk gave that plush a look filled with longing as he nodded. Oh, he'd seen those plushes. He'd seen them and he'd wanted one. Or three. Instead, he'd bought Freya a hokey promise ring. He still felt a little silly about how he'd given it to her. Maybe she'd let him make it up to her at some point, or maybe he'd give her a real promise ring, not some chintzy thing from a game booth at a Valentines event.

At Mitsu's question, Herryk chuckled.

"Herryk does not expect anything on Valentines day. Valentines day is a time for boils to make their ghouls feel special." Or something. It sounded good, at least. Herryk crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in the chair.

"Did Mitsu get Shun anything special on this day?"

If she had, maybe he should expect something from Freya.

The look of longing on Herryk's face hadn't gone unnoticed. It was enough that if Shun hadn't been the one to give her this very foxfire she probably would have handed it over right then and there. She knew how much Herryk liked his poofs. Maybe she could go collect one at the booth later. The lycan still had tickets of her own and since Shun got her all the things and more that she wanted she could easily get the draugr a foxfire plush.

"Oh? I..I've never really done anything for Scarentines before so this is very new to me." For a moment Mitsu seemed to hesitate, she hadn't bought him a gift per say. "I..I didn't buy anything but I made some spookies. With Xiu's help." This time the ghoul had watched her every move though whether Shun would be pleased to be presented with spookies later would be left to be seen. Mitsu was still unaware that Shun had been sick from her last batch of spookies but she knew he hadn't entirely been fond of the taste.

"I think I like this holiday though. Its very sweet and everyone seems to be in a good mood. Mostly." Mitsu had spotted a few here and there and she had noticed Jericho's mood slipping in and out when he was at the refreshment table. Perhaps she should check on him later? Though he did have a group of friends looking out for him, Mitsu barely knew him so perhaps that would be weird?

"Have you been having a good time, Herryk?" Her tail began to wag looking at the draugr expectantly, her elbows propped up on the table as she leaned forward resting her chin in her hands. She was all ears.

"I did it..." Pickles paused, to let the gravity of the situation sink in, "for the lulz." And he was never going back again. He was Pickles, not Pickworth Mundane. The boring nobody sorcerer kid that was supposed to spend all his time chained to a desk was gone. Whoever they were, they wouldn't catch him alive.

Herryk nodded slowly. "It is Herryk's first Scarentines day," he looked thoughtful. Maybe he should've planned something nicer for them, but he hadn't been exactly knowledgeable about the entire holiday thing. Flowers and candy and pink and red hearts and all of that stuff had kind of turned him off of the whole thing. He didn't really need a special day to do something nice for Freya. In all actuality, the fact that there was a special day for boilfriends and ghoulfriends was a little perplexing for the draugr.

"Spookies? Herryk enjoys spookies." He lifted one hand to his face and abruptly rubbed his jaw. "Herryk has been having a good-enough time," he said slowly, "though there was a moment when Herryk was kissing Freya in a corner and the next thing Herryk knew, he was in Nurse Cricket's office."

Herryk narrowed his eyes.

"Has this happened to Mitsu?"

A zombie witch. Shun thought that this might mean she was formerly a witch but then became an undead. He wasn't quite aware that there was an actually type of zombie called a witch. However, he didn't comment on it at all, and just focused on the question she tossed back at him.

"I'm a grim reaper," he affirmed. Usually people were able to get an idea of what he was, but he could see how he might be mistaken for a 'plain' looking demon.

"Are you nervous?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, noticing her drawing circles into the tablecloth.

Shine's eyes lit up at the confirmation. Based on the reaper she'd already met - Emily, one of her very favorite people at this school - she thought she liked reapers.

"..what's it like? Being...being a reaper...I mean." Her weapons were her hands, and she had never had anything even close to a familiar. And all of the reapers looked so nice and normal and just like the happy people in her books. It was hard to not envy them.

Self-conscious, she pulled her hand away from the table and hid it beneath the tablecloth.

"I'm...." Worried that she seemed like she didn't want to talk to him, she offered another little smile. "...well...I don't talk to...anyone else. Much." Conversation was such a volatile thing, and her first partner had done nothing but confirm that, sending her from happy to worried to sad. "But...you don't seem nervous....you're good. At the....the question game."

Shun didn't really have any point of reference of what it was like to be any other race so he wasn't quite sure how to answer Shine. He had to take a moment to think about that.

"I'm not.. really sure how to explain. It feels normal for me. I have never been anything else so I can't really describe. Ah... what is it like to be.. a zombie?" he said after a period of silence. As for the nervousness bit, it seemed that quite a few people that were at this were not normally one for conversation or socialization.

Then again, maybe that was why they were here in the first place. It was kind of his reason.

"Understandable. And no, I'm not nervous but I would not exactly say I'm... good at this."

He did struggle with this a bit after all.