Cheerful, Derek could handle. His girlfriend, Chloe, was unnaturally cheerful at times, but he just blamed that on the whole raising the dead thing. He was waiting for her to sit and chat with someone she pulled up, just for fun.
He caught the look, and blinked. "Can you talk to plants or something?" Hey, it seemed like a boring power to him, but at least she wasn't raising demon plants.
He hoped. He'd heard about the zombie goats at the pack house. The last thing anyone needed was a demon tree.