[Huh. She recognized that voice, and that hair. Witch Baby lowered her arm and straightened her knee, one hand reaching up to adjust her hat. It's actually sort of amusing seeing Basil taken down like this, gasping and in pain. Her lips twitch upward in a smirk, and she stares at him, arms folded across her chest. She doesn't bother asking if he's okay. It's Basil, he's fine. ]
Dirk signed us up for self-defense classes because they were afraid that somebody might kidnap Kee. I kept waiting, but nobody ever did.