"Benth had a date, or something," Rhode said. "I think she just wanted me out of her hair, and honestly, two of us in the same room for more than a day is usually dangerous to life, limb, and property. So I came back." She cocked her head to one side, noticing something.
"Love, you...I think you have blue paint in your hair," she said with a little laugh. "Embracing your inner artist?"