The worry and panic that had consumed the energetic girl not a moment ago melted in the face of the doughboy giggle. Mischievous light danced in the sprite's eyes as she began to play stalk circles around her long time friend. "Oh, no. These tests are for your own good. Whoever you really are," Zoe delivered the line with a suspicious arch of brow in a classic detective summing up the events and drawing conclusions impersonation.
A semi pointed ear stretched out to catch the quiet sound of the intentionally, incredibly wrong answer. The nimble little frame flew back on an overdramatic gasp. A crucifix materialized in a glow of light in the bard's outstretched hand. "Back foul... not Amanda... creature... thing!!"