[Perona doesn't so much as bat an eye. She finishes up smoothing down her hair. As she's typing back her bun, she sighs and turns to her hollow, which was still floating at her side and taking in the sights of its brethren wafting through the air every now and again, scouting the area around Luceti.]

Mmh...you may have overdone it. It should wear off soon, but I don't have time to listen to such boring, useless nonsense! I should have just left him to wallow here by himself - what a mistake, bleeh...