She did not lower her guard so easily, the hex primed and curling around her outstretched fingers like a serpent made of bleeding ether. Her knees bent slightly, prepped to pounce or flee as the situation demanded, though it all looked rather ridiculous considering that she was wearing a light blue nighty.
"An island?" She asked, voice incredulous despite the fact that it was very clear that was, indeed, an island. "And what brought me here? Was it you, with a name such as that it seems fitting."
His niceties did not do much to set her at ease. It was apparent that she was a suspicious girl, though who could blame her as they stood upon a road taken straight out of Candyland?