Breath mints? They'd have to do.

"Thanks," Eden said with an appreciative nod at Minjae. She took the mints and immediately popped one in her mouth and one in her pocket for the inevitable second round of breath-freshening. You had to be very thorough with some smells or they'd linger all day long.

Then she turned to Moose. "Yes," she answered simply. Of course it was her first time - if she had anything to say about it, it'd the her only time, too.

And then everything kind of abruptly went to heck down yonder.

First, the dragons. Plural. There were a few and they were all gigantic and magnificent and impressive and clawed and et cetera. Eden would stand all day looking up in awe if there weren't a CONCERNINGLY eager pair of dragons flap-flapping determinedly in the pitchfork mob's direction. Eden made the very mature and not at all fear motivated decision to stick next to Moose - he had a weapon pitchfork and could at least kind of be trusted as part of the face tattoo gang. Her own was very faded now, but still pale pink across her forehead and very much there if one were to take a good look.

Second, the scary menace-witch who was everything Eden wanted to be. Finally a useful adult! She was yelling at Williamson! And protecting them from sharp, pointy claws! Eden's mouth dropped open in shock before she quickly shut it. "THANK YOU MA'AM!!!"

Eden wanted to HUG this lady, but a grateful shout would have to do.

She looked around at her group. Could the lady just get a little closer and maybe she could help them with something else, too? Something a little more serious than even dragons trying to eat them? Eden didn't get her hopes up. There was still a chance in the air that the Beautiful Scary Menace-Witch Who Yelled At W.W.W would just drop the defenses and make them dragon chow once she realized they were muggleborn. The same sentiment found among some of her group mates was very much present in Eden, too; they were much easier targets grouped together like this.

Third? The hoods were still here, all up in their grill. Enough said. Eden kept quiet and stuck to observing her surroundings for now, eyes flickering between the dragons in the sky and the people on the ground.