She'll figure it out, just let me know if she bothers you again. I'm really not sure how much anyone can get through to her by talking, but she seems to defer to me in some way, so at least there's that. [Obviously not looking too thrilled about that as she finishes drying the dishes...]

Not at all. It's a little bit excessive, but I'm not unused to these sort of things. [a beat. She wonders for an instant to ask about if the wards will vanish if Marisa gets droned, but... decides to withhold that after all.

And yes there are always cookies in the house] Would you like anything specific for dinner tonight? Spring is really almost here, the selections at the grocery store may get richer soon too. [just a thought!]