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Freya purred like a kitten, and grinned up like a cat, nodding quickly. "Ja. I has reasons teh be." She reached up and tugged on his hair playfully, before handing him her hand. "I gots taken off the markets. Junko says she is goings teh makes me a dress but I wants teh goes shoppings lots too because if I don't gets teh tries on like fifty dresses I will not be happy."

That was all said in one non-stop breath. Then she sucked in another breath of air, while he yelled at Demi and made her giggle, then started all over again.

"BUT JA, I has reasons teh be cheerful. And cuddly!" She grinned up at him, and settled her head against his shoulder. "What about yeh? How's my Ren doings lately?"

Things that weren't good conversation? Junko paused only to listen to the conversations around her. To her, inappropriate conversations were things that belonged behind closed doors and arguments..she heard neither of these. "People are just relaxing and having fun. There's a lot of stress at this school, people getting hurt and things eating our bedrooms." She actually liked that Thackery had set this up, it was a nice stress relief for everyone who decided to come. The boil had not offered up his name, however..

Junko frowned. Manners. "And what is your name?" She would remain polite even if this boil was not exactly being friendly. And he was reaching for Olivia. Oh, no. Olivia was hers right now. Junko picked up a new comb and began to use it to style Olivia's hair; it was less to work with than she was used to but it would do for now. "Your hair really is lovely, Olivia. Are you able to grow it longer?"

Freya's answer to Ren brought a grin to Junko's face. "Only fifty, Freya? I would try on at least a hundred." Her heart clenched painfully as she imagined herself trying on a hundred dresses but she ignored it. "There's something eating her hand, Ren. You should check it out."

"His name is Kettil, and he's-" A pillow cut her off. She looked dazed for a moment, before squealing with delight. "PILLOW FIGHT!!!!!!!!" Freya was not the right person to hit with a pillow if you wanted to stay safe, Demi.

Or maybe she was.

She picked up a pillow, bucked poor Junko right off her, and came sailing Demi's way, looking like she was holding a weapon. "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

And everyone was in agreement, this was fun and Molan should be having fun. As she let Junko tangle her hands in her hair, Olivia patted one of the pillows next to her hoping for the fox boil to sit down. (Perhaps she should remember the name Ren gave him too, it was cute). It was sitting or even perhaps getting caught in a pillow fight with the ones he deemed unsavory. Actually, maybe she kind of wanted in on that or perhaps something like it. Sure, it seemed a bit of the opposite of cuddling but it looked enjoyable. She'd never been in a pillow fight before.

Back to Junko, Olivia shook her head despite the work the other ghoul was trying to accomplish. "I'm not sure, I've never tried to." Even though it was a natural thing, but many natural functions for her had been turned off. But maybe the same power and fear that brought her to this state would allow things to continue, like growth. It was something she never asked her family.

Despite that, something from the long haired ghoul's other conversation caught her attention, "can you really make a hundred dresses?" That was a rather large number.

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Sibyl seemed to think nothing of the flying pillows. Instead she simply raised her arm and waved it in the air. "Amphi! Amphi! Amphiiiiiiiii! C'mere c'mere c'mere!"

Wow there was a lot of people cuddling right now! That was...different...not bad. Different. Her face was starting to darken ten shades of red as she hurried over to Sibyl and sat down next to the ghoul....awkwardly of course.

"Um...Hi. Sibyl." She flushed as she realized the ghoul was currently camped next to a very adorable cerberus pup. Ah the ears....she just wanted to pet the ears....

"How are you Sibyl? Is this your....boilfriend."

Tell her about keys? Could he ever.

"Keys are super important," he began, already fishing one of the key necklaces out of his shirt. It was the largest of all the keys he wore, his very first, and his expression mirrored the pride he felt over it. "This one's been passed down in my family for a really long time! You know why it's important? 'Cause they say it's the key to the Gates."

He waited to continue, expecting a reaction, but realized belatedly that not everyone knew about that stuff for some reason. Thank Jack he was here.

"Like...the Underworld gates. A long time ago one of my ancestors got kicked out because he tried to help a kitsune get back to a happier place, but he got tricked by a gorgon and anyway my family says he was able to keep something really important, and that was this key. I can only guard the key but maybe sometime I could guard it all! But I look after a lot of other keys too, since not everyone knows how special they are. I mean, think of why they even exist, you know? To lock away things that you care about. And if you aren't careful, the stuff you care about gets locked away forever, or someone else can get to it, and that's terrible! So that's why I have all the keys that I do, to make sure--"

His key-talk was halted when someone asked Sibyl if he was her boilfriend. She answered, but there was room to elaborate, because it was another opportunity to talk about himself.

"...oh! No, I have a boilfriend." Maybe. "But hi! Amphi, right? Thanks for coming to the party! You're welcome here any time, okay?"