Is that even a real question?

[Come on, Pretty-boy, she doesn't think you're that dumb.]

But look, for once, it's nothing personal. Bad things happen to people who know my identity, so the fewer people I have to watch out for, the better.

I don't care if you can spike up your hair and go super-saiyan. I'm still responsible for involving you, so like it or not, I have to watch out for you.

[She knows better than to underestimate people like Pretty-boy here in Luceti, but then, she also knows better than to underestimate her enemies. And not to mention her magic itself...]

Besides, it's hardly a demanding job. I've gotten lucky so far.

No enemies showing up. No one here who already knows about my magic. No one from home to worry about. It just makes things easier.

Knowing what this place is like? I wouldn't even wish my enemies here.

...see, it's stuff like that that makes you creepy.

...yeah, that's not really helping to abide your creepiness factor. I think you just made it worse, actually. You're up to at least 26 creepiness points by now.

You don't sound like you were all that helpful in preventing said untimely demises either.

...what'd you do to deserve that?

[She sounds so accusatory. Clearly he did something -- being himself could probably be enough of a crime to warrant it to some degree.]

Hey, not my fault you seem like the kind of guy who causes his own problems.

[She's still not entirely convinced this isn't the case.]

So, does thing have anything to do with why you transformed into a human disco ball before?

What's that supposed to mean?

And how is that a problem I made myself? It's not like I wanted to have some weird spirit thing come and live in my body!

.......shut up.