On a sitting position, Daphne tugged, half of the bow already over her face. It covered her features entirely with the exception of her left eye, and she focused that one on a disheveled looking Varius Tipps. "So," she began in a mumble nearly getting rid of the bow. "Don't tell me your one fear are bows."

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Daphne began to laugh but distractedly she had pulled too hard and had ripped a few hairs out. "Ow! Darn it!"