Scout smiles as the tall skeleton starts planning to enjoy peoples' reactions - it does sound like fun, maybe she'll do that too - but it fades as he falters and his other half takes the thread.

"That's usually how it works. This would probably be a spell, not a change. Something so we fit in more with the world, even if it means kind of... pulling something out of you and making it into its own thing." She'd been so dazed while it was happening, but she'd been awake, and it had been dismaying.

Very quietly, her dæmon says, addressing the dæmon-rodent, "Do you like it?"