Candy bit her lip, remembering how she'd very nearly gone completely mad because of the Fugit brothers, and nodded. "I'm alive, and I'm sane, and I'm here. That's more than anyone else ever did." Everyone who'd ever gone where she'd been had either come out babbling crazy or dead. She was singular in her ability to survive.
"But let's not talk about the Fugit Brothers. Let's talk about... what's your favorite food?" She realized how little she truly knew about Onyxx.