Ugh...

[ She appreciates finally being set back down onto her own two feet, finally. ]

Keep the PDA down to a minimum around me or else you'll be my guinea pigs for when I start turning into a monster.

[ She's already got a pretty good handle... or at least, an assumption of how things are. Though as she starts to follow Cagliostro... ]

Speaking of, what the hell are you supposed to be? Some kind of insect woman now?