There's laughter. Teagan might be a firecracker when she needs to stifle some fuckery but she's quick to drop a grudge. She doesn't hold on like she should and today is supposed to be a stellar day. She won't sour it by turning this meeting around.
"Only if Malachi doesn't bring with her the spirit of the corn." Those kids scare Teagan, more so than the Ghouls. They're kids forming in a world and making law. The wisdom they have is stunted and skewered. That bright spot of sunshine has a killing field. It's fucked.
The blonde folds her hands over the table, leaning back in, present and focused about the reason they've all been called. "There's business to get to and a party to go to."