Lucrezia is still making her rounds to and from the castle. Things are certainly easier with wishes and she was never sparing in making use of it. It helps that she isn't affected by the curse either. What would she be? Covered in bile for bitter vengeance?

Stephanie's figure is familiar, but not the tar staining her neck. Her too?

She doesn't hesitate but walks slowly over so that if her friend would rather be alone, then she can tell her. Otherwise she would just drop herself onto the ground next to her, rolling to her side so she can watch her and cuddling closer as they do. Did?

She crinkles her nose. "You smell terrible."